[Verse 1: Cxdeine]
Ghosts trying to scream to get one more soul
Attempting a victory to achieve the goal
Like it's a plumber getting on top of the flagpole
I ended these haters like they are nonexistent
Now they are inconsistent talking to me like I'm their assistant
Trash talking like they don't have the supplies to heal the injury
I'm bombing these shots but this ain't even World War 2 history
They crying against benеdictory to make my floor slippery
Dropping a special dеlivery with bars that got symmetry
Flow going hard but ain't even in a rush, turning haters sensitive like a teddy plush
Listening to me but I'm not a cassette, getting speechless forgetting the whole alphabet
Barely breathing by the sweat like the way I turned a towel wet
Still got no implies to memorize, the way I made their careers into a disguise
They see my certified punchlines getting magnified, while haters cried that I made their grandparent died
I'm not even Colonel Sanders but I made them fried, while I see them satisfied with the way they tried
Cxdeine in the verse ending the track, putting a silencer on these haters to stop the smack
[Verse 2: Soul Op]
I go hard cause I'm ballin put you all in a coffin
Cause claude is runnin off with prada with your moms shit
Turn on the faucet we gon go mobbin
And robbing these fucking pussy hoes
Get your offense on she walkin to me
“Listen to this beat” I said
“Shit I was in philly and this music be going intense”
Like a fiend robbing shit I get your gun cocking it
Oh shit this is a bb got hee bee jeebies
Doing this put you in caskets while I'm vibin boom bappin
And with fools shoe tappin ay
Yeah that stuff happen ay
When they listen to my shit they say they nap
Nah thats really just the claps
That the pastor gave you earlier
I'm wearing hurley shirts so I'm a rapper
That never ollies curbs doing obbys surfin
Hurt em hear them chirpen then I never rode a benz
But now I rode them benz they be giving me ones
But cultures bitches 10s
Ghosts trying to scream to get one more soul
Attempting a victory to achieve the goal
Like it's a plumber getting on top of the flagpole
I ended these haters like they are nonexistent
Now they are inconsistent talking to me like I'm their assistant
Trash talking like they don't have the supplies to heal the injury
I'm bombing these shots but this ain't even World War 2 history
They crying against benеdictory to make my floor slippery
Dropping a special dеlivery with bars that got symmetry
Flow going hard but ain't even in a rush, turning haters sensitive like a teddy plush
Listening to me but I'm not a cassette, getting speechless forgetting the whole alphabet
Barely breathing by the sweat like the way I turned a towel wet
Still got no implies to memorize, the way I made their careers into a disguise
They see my certified punchlines getting magnified, while haters cried that I made their grandparent died
I'm not even Colonel Sanders but I made them fried, while I see them satisfied with the way they tried
Cxdeine in the verse ending the track, putting a silencer on these haters to stop the smack
[Verse 2: Soul Op]
I go hard cause I'm ballin put you all in a coffin
Cause claude is runnin off with prada with your moms shit
Turn on the faucet we gon go mobbin
And robbing these fucking pussy hoes
Get your offense on she walkin to me
“Listen to this beat” I said
“Shit I was in philly and this music be going intense”
Like a fiend robbing shit I get your gun cocking it
Oh shit this is a bb got hee bee jeebies
Doing this put you in caskets while I'm vibin boom bappin
And with fools shoe tappin ay
Yeah that stuff happen ay
When they listen to my shit they say they nap
Nah thats really just the claps
That the pastor gave you earlier
I'm wearing hurley shirts so I'm a rapper
That never ollies curbs doing obbys surfin
Hurt em hear them chirpen then I never rode a benz
But now I rode them benz they be giving me ones
But cultures bitches 10s
( Cxdeine )
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