(Verse 1)
I'm like heartbeats when I drop
But no flat lines on the song
The liveliest with bars
Ain't a time I'm finna flop
Unless I'm sporting Crocs
Wrestle gators going hard
Gotta join me on the floor
If your jawn ain't got a flaw
Vibing soft right Until Dawn
But got no horror stories
Cuz we tryna take it slowly
Chill and then we proceed
Through the doors no following
Like me on Insta growing
And I think my roots are showing
Returning quick, still blowing
Like a nuke rising from oceans
They think I spit so salty
Yet I'm kosher when it's ballsy
Been with Salvador Dali
Soul'd the hatred for the palm trees
The broads, the cars, the bars
The thoughts of sparring hard
With the mic to get with stars
Kudos to him for all
The tips, the tricks, the talk
They'll show that I'm a goat
Cuz with my tongue, I gotsa throw
Many licks up with my flow
And those who coming close
Just be sucking on dildos
(Hook x2)
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
But I won't return dough. But I won't return dough
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
But I won't return dough. But I won't return dough
Been a mute up on a song
Now they use the knob
Just to bite up on my bars
Hell, repellant's all I got
For them devils tryna spar
Satan's horny, Lil Nas
Hell his X is falling off
Like Montero's lyrics y'all
Don't need no lapdance
Less your bitch's fat ass
Is off to racing, backtrack
To my crib with whip ass
Never live with wack shams
Tryna ask to collab
And then try to go back
Make a project collapse
Cuz they tell me they'll get back
But never can they're blabbing fast
Give it time, they'll pass
And join you with a rap
Finish hits that slap
Like the belts I used to have
Now back to kicks and claps
And the bouncing that it has
Getting down, not feeling sad
Blasting loud inside of ACs
Both NSX and Cobras, Fam
We roll up, fold up fast
Like convertibles and
Never drone and never drag
In short we're off to races
Never copped a plea we're making
For a borderline replacement
For the foes, the strife, the hated
The flows, the vibes I'm making
Always go to fly and tame the
The beats, the rhymes, crusading
'Till I'm crowned a kingly placement
Just one man out creating
All the dreams he kept on chasing
To the ends of the Earth
With the best of his words
What comes next is reverb
He will echo and he's heard
His next flow that he serves
Will make a wave unlike he surfs
And he shows his vibes will work
(Hook x2)
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
But I won't return dough. But I won't return dough
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
But I won't return dough. But I won't return dough
(Outro, spoken by Indigo White and Katie Rain)
Have you listened to D&D's stuff?
I have, it's good
Hmmm!!! I'm excited. Wait, I wanna open a link. So I can listen to it
I'm like heartbeats when I drop
But no flat lines on the song
The liveliest with bars
Ain't a time I'm finna flop
Unless I'm sporting Crocs
Wrestle gators going hard
Gotta join me on the floor
If your jawn ain't got a flaw
Vibing soft right Until Dawn
But got no horror stories
Cuz we tryna take it slowly
Chill and then we proceed
Through the doors no following
Like me on Insta growing
And I think my roots are showing
Returning quick, still blowing
Like a nuke rising from oceans
They think I spit so salty
Yet I'm kosher when it's ballsy
Been with Salvador Dali
Soul'd the hatred for the palm trees
The broads, the cars, the bars
The thoughts of sparring hard
With the mic to get with stars
Kudos to him for all
The tips, the tricks, the talk
They'll show that I'm a goat
Cuz with my tongue, I gotsa throw
Many licks up with my flow
And those who coming close
Just be sucking on dildos
(Hook x2)
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
But I won't return dough. But I won't return dough
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
But I won't return dough. But I won't return dough
Been a mute up on a song
Now they use the knob
Just to bite up on my bars
Hell, repellant's all I got
For them devils tryna spar
Satan's horny, Lil Nas
Hell his X is falling off
Like Montero's lyrics y'all
Don't need no lapdance
Less your bitch's fat ass
Is off to racing, backtrack
To my crib with whip ass
Never live with wack shams
Tryna ask to collab
And then try to go back
Make a project collapse
Cuz they tell me they'll get back
But never can they're blabbing fast
Give it time, they'll pass
And join you with a rap
Finish hits that slap
Like the belts I used to have
Now back to kicks and claps
And the bouncing that it has
Getting down, not feeling sad
Blasting loud inside of ACs
Both NSX and Cobras, Fam
We roll up, fold up fast
Like convertibles and
Never drone and never drag
In short we're off to races
Never copped a plea we're making
For a borderline replacement
For the foes, the strife, the hated
The flows, the vibes I'm making
Always go to fly and tame the
The beats, the rhymes, crusading
'Till I'm crowned a kingly placement
Just one man out creating
All the dreams he kept on chasing
To the ends of the Earth
With the best of his words
What comes next is reverb
He will echo and he's heard
His next flow that he serves
Will make a wave unlike he surfs
And he shows his vibes will work
(Hook x2)
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
But I won't return dough. But I won't return dough
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
I need to be left alone. Leave a paycheck at my door
But I won't return dough. But I won't return dough
(Outro, spoken by Indigo White and Katie Rain)
Have you listened to D&D's stuff?
I have, it's good
Hmmm!!! I'm excited. Wait, I wanna open a link. So I can listen to it
( DOM_of_DnD )
www.ChordsAZ.com