[Verse 1: david halo]
Please shut the fuck up and lock in and focus
Accolades higher than AH-1 Cobras
I’m finished with high school, I got my diploma
I’m fucking with racks, bro I got money folders (N-N-Naturally?)
I paid it in full and then half of em folded
I put in the chips and stayed down like it’s Hold ‘em
I’m throwing racks and C4 explosives
I won’t even detonate, just want em to notice
I’m spending like $34,000 in Doge
9 hour layover, North Carolina, in Charlotte I’m bored as fuck pushin a ghost
Tell em they bitchmade, fah-fah-fah
Tell em I been paid, I feel Wayne in his prime
I feel like God and his greatest design
I feel like Keaton is watching me shine (N-N-Naturally?)
Woke up in EVILSHELL, I’m in my prime
I took a evil spell, I’m in my prime
I fed the beast, now I sit with the gods
These seats are heated and yes, they recline
Leaning like a kickstand, way too high
Leaning like a kickstand, treble on high like Cheech & Chong
I don’t want know what side they gon keep me on
I see a check and it keep me going
I don’t take no drugs cause they gon fuck me up
And when it’s up it’s stuck, I’m finna duck and run
I’ll see myself out of this one cause y’all fucking suck
Pants 1 of 1, I’m good on that
Tee 1 of 1 (david halo), I’m good on that
Shoes 1 of 1, I’m good on that
For the fourth fucking time, I’m good on that
I’m good on that, I’m okay, caught em in 4K
CCTV, CCTV, look at my neck bitch, it’s all VV’s
It’s so easy, it’s so easy, top of my class
I’m on the ceiling, I’m so appealing, I'm-
[Interlude: EB]
Uh, uh, uh, wait a minute (The following is a Profit Plus presentation, c-c-cuff your Halo)
Uh, uh, uh, hold on
[Verse 2: EB]
Yeah, fuck wrong with deez niggas?
Tried to play nice, got ghost, go figure
They really never let you paint the bigger picture
‘Less you got digits and bitch with figure
Who is that nigga who living in rigor?
Liquor in the liver, you drowning the sinner
You look in the mirror, you livid, consider
Your life is a whisper to big suit niggas, huh
Pull the trigger, make some noise
Like the Boyz n the Hood trapping with some toys
Niggas really getting shook, mob one with poise
Color line fuck it up, shout out, DuBois
Niggas think I’m real crazy, yeah, I’m turning heads
Bitch you better pay me, a milli dead fed
Tired of niggas say me, I ain’t gonna spread
Niggas dumb, lazy, I go hard like the dead
So please don’t fret, when I'm on a billboard with a crown on head
Gotta make some bread for fam, no debt
I'm an artist, my nigga, all you Wonderbread
All you stuck in bed, yeah, that’s depressed
Used to feel so dead, but I found my tread
Write direct my script, yeah that’s the thread
Don’t fuck with vision, yeah that’s ahead
Yeah that’s ahead
[Verse 3: ENDSTAR]
I need my roses today
Cause by tomorrow I’m going M.I.A
A black tux like CIA in Men in Black
This shit child play
I don’t play fair, you can kiss my A
You see the drip that I display
I ain’t even woke up but I’m on my way
Commas over drama and it stay that way
Heat tucked like a sauna, bitch I don’t play
Pardon me, I’m bouta catch my flight
Bouta hit Dubai, got ten links, Imma be aight
Don’t walk up bitch, I do bite
And if you on some fuck shit this is your last night
Muhfuckas talking shit like boy, you light
You condensed, you can’t fight
One punch Saitama, Imma be aight
Shaved like Saitama, Imma be aight
Got my money in cash, bouta catch this flight
Please shut the fuck up and lock in and focus
Accolades higher than AH-1 Cobras
I’m finished with high school, I got my diploma
I’m fucking with racks, bro I got money folders (N-N-Naturally?)
I paid it in full and then half of em folded
I put in the chips and stayed down like it’s Hold ‘em
I’m throwing racks and C4 explosives
I won’t even detonate, just want em to notice
I’m spending like $34,000 in Doge
9 hour layover, North Carolina, in Charlotte I’m bored as fuck pushin a ghost
Tell em they bitchmade, fah-fah-fah
Tell em I been paid, I feel Wayne in his prime
I feel like God and his greatest design
I feel like Keaton is watching me shine (N-N-Naturally?)
Woke up in EVILSHELL, I’m in my prime
I took a evil spell, I’m in my prime
I fed the beast, now I sit with the gods
These seats are heated and yes, they recline
Leaning like a kickstand, way too high
Leaning like a kickstand, treble on high like Cheech & Chong
I don’t want know what side they gon keep me on
I see a check and it keep me going
I don’t take no drugs cause they gon fuck me up
And when it’s up it’s stuck, I’m finna duck and run
I’ll see myself out of this one cause y’all fucking suck
Pants 1 of 1, I’m good on that
Tee 1 of 1 (david halo), I’m good on that
Shoes 1 of 1, I’m good on that
For the fourth fucking time, I’m good on that
I’m good on that, I’m okay, caught em in 4K
CCTV, CCTV, look at my neck bitch, it’s all VV’s
It’s so easy, it’s so easy, top of my class
I’m on the ceiling, I’m so appealing, I'm-
[Interlude: EB]
Uh, uh, uh, wait a minute (The following is a Profit Plus presentation, c-c-cuff your Halo)
Uh, uh, uh, hold on
[Verse 2: EB]
Yeah, fuck wrong with deez niggas?
Tried to play nice, got ghost, go figure
They really never let you paint the bigger picture
‘Less you got digits and bitch with figure
Who is that nigga who living in rigor?
Liquor in the liver, you drowning the sinner
You look in the mirror, you livid, consider
Your life is a whisper to big suit niggas, huh
Pull the trigger, make some noise
Like the Boyz n the Hood trapping with some toys
Niggas really getting shook, mob one with poise
Color line fuck it up, shout out, DuBois
Niggas think I’m real crazy, yeah, I’m turning heads
Bitch you better pay me, a milli dead fed
Tired of niggas say me, I ain’t gonna spread
Niggas dumb, lazy, I go hard like the dead
So please don’t fret, when I'm on a billboard with a crown on head
Gotta make some bread for fam, no debt
I'm an artist, my nigga, all you Wonderbread
All you stuck in bed, yeah, that’s depressed
Used to feel so dead, but I found my tread
Write direct my script, yeah that’s the thread
Don’t fuck with vision, yeah that’s ahead
Yeah that’s ahead
[Verse 3: ENDSTAR]
I need my roses today
Cause by tomorrow I’m going M.I.A
A black tux like CIA in Men in Black
This shit child play
I don’t play fair, you can kiss my A
You see the drip that I display
I ain’t even woke up but I’m on my way
Commas over drama and it stay that way
Heat tucked like a sauna, bitch I don’t play
Pardon me, I’m bouta catch my flight
Bouta hit Dubai, got ten links, Imma be aight
Don’t walk up bitch, I do bite
And if you on some fuck shit this is your last night
Muhfuckas talking shit like boy, you light
You condensed, you can’t fight
One punch Saitama, Imma be aight
Shaved like Saitama, Imma be aight
Got my money in cash, bouta catch this flight
( david halo )
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