Unstoppable
I need a Senzu bean boy
What the fuck you trying to hate me for?
You steal my bros and hoes then act like I'm gonna ignore
Now you're tryna to flip the script, ohh you little moisty bitch
Sorry didn't make time for her, whoo
Move out the way 'fore we smash you
Blast you *bark*
Turn you into dog food, shoulda stayed home with your mom dude
But don't get soft on me!
I mean, we ain't going nowhere, no time, soon
And if you got a problem there's a surface on the, moon
You can stay there 'til I'm dead but that won't be 'til 3002
3002, that's a long time dude, you would think there's no Jesus!
Over one reason, pussies wanna turn on the legion
Cause they ain't eatin'
Last episode of the season
Still a little bland, need season
Ahh, that's it right there, I'll eat it
Accept the fact I'm conceited
Sorry but I am the only one that I believe in
Fuck what you thought, I'm a heathen
Middle fingers is my greetings, yeah (Flick, flick, flick, flick)
Middle fingers is my greetings, yeah (Flick, flick, flick, flick)
Middle fingers is my greetings, yeah (Flick, flick, flick, flick)
Middle fingers is my greetings, yeah (Flick, flick, flick, flick)
Middle fingers is my greetings
Middle fingers is my greetings
Middle fingers is my greetings
Middle fingers is my greetings
Now everything real
Remember them days with no meals
Now we out there payin' all of our bills
I was sleepin' on steel
All my homie captured in the field
Now I fucked around and got myself a deal
That's how it feel
Everybody chill, now I buy everybody meals
Keep your lips sealed
If you gon' be talkin', then I guess your ass is cool with walkin' (Skrrr)
Pull up on the side, cause I'm not that bad of a guy
Hit this weed and you'll be fine, once your fantasy is aligned
Anything but don't fuck up my ride, anything but don't kill my vibe
Bitch don't kill my high, got too much shit on my line
And niggas die all the time, and sometimes hard to find
So don't end up on that line, I swear I'll put you in a shrine
It's not your time to die
The young must live their lives
I didn't choose to be the grim reaper
It's just in my blood
What the fuck you trying to hate me for?
You steal my bros and hoes then act like I'm gonna ignore
Now you're tryna to flip the script, ohh you little moisty bitch
Sorry didn't make time for her, whoo
Move out the way 'fore we smash you
Blast you *bark*
Turn you into dog food, shoulda stayed home with your mom dude
But don't get soft on me!
I mean, we ain't going nowhere, no time, soon
And if you got a problem there's a surface on the, moon
You can stay there 'til I'm dead but that won't be 'til 3002
3002, that's a long time dude, you would think there's no Jesus!
Over one reason, pussies wanna turn on the legion
Cause they ain't eatin'
Last episode of the season
Still a little bland, need season
Ahh, that's it right there, I'll eat it
Accept the fact I'm conceited
Sorry but I am the only one that I believe in
Fuck what you thought, I'm a heathen
Middle fingers is my greetings, yeah (Flick, flick, flick, flick)
Middle fingers is my greetings, yeah (Flick, flick, flick, flick)
Middle fingers is my greetings, yeah (Flick, flick, flick, flick)
Middle fingers is my greetings, yeah (Flick, flick, flick, flick)
Middle fingers is my greetings
Middle fingers is my greetings
Middle fingers is my greetings
Middle fingers is my greetings
Now everything real
Remember them days with no meals
Now we out there payin' all of our bills
I was sleepin' on steel
All my homie captured in the field
Now I fucked around and got myself a deal
That's how it feel
Everybody chill, now I buy everybody meals
Keep your lips sealed
If you gon' be talkin', then I guess your ass is cool with walkin' (Skrrr)
Pull up on the side, cause I'm not that bad of a guy
Hit this weed and you'll be fine, once your fantasy is aligned
Anything but don't fuck up my ride, anything but don't kill my vibe
Bitch don't kill my high, got too much shit on my line
And niggas die all the time, and sometimes hard to find
So don't end up on that line, I swear I'll put you in a shrine
It's not your time to die
The young must live their lives
I didn't choose to be the grim reaper
It's just in my blood
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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Azizi Gibson
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