MACHETE歌詞

Celly on the run
Do this **** for fun
I drop 20 tapes and you still got none
Think you bout done
I be like the sun
When you see the flash from the bare litter gun
Taz boy I be the ***** pessimist
Never had no positivity no seeing heaven *****
Post up in the studio my ***** she here and dressing ****
I might pop a pill again cuz lately I been Stressing ****
Hit it from the back and we racking up the rest of it
Half of full ey **** it we might just do what’s left of it
Fiends up on my line I hit ignore and they at the door
House made of bricks but not the ones you get in the store
Talking all white pure fish like it’s peco
Chasing after checks tho
Never catch me slipping even if I’m on the wet floor
Heard that Lil boy still mad he need to let go
Heard he think I’m trash roll up and switching the killing and hitting the flows
See I bet you watching every tweet really I’m flipping the O’s
I guess they just mad because my girl in love and holding me
Put a hold up in the whip but look there ain’t no holding me
Imma walk around just a Lil ***** straighter
When they gon learn they can’t **** with a player
I think imma dragon the way I’m spitting that hot ****
I can make em drop quick fists in my pocket
All white like I’m ???
I ride in the Masi (Maserati)
Got ******* AK and Lil bro here right beside me
Just like the migos how I’m dressed in Versace
I’m killing all these beats and nobody can stop me Aye
Me and young Taz smoking booth in the booth Aye
Choppa so big that the clips touch the roof Aye
*****, you can’t worry what my gang gon do Aye
Just know when you leaving that your ***** coming through Aye
Pull up on your block send some shot now you terrified
And if you want the action then we sliding like it’s red outside
Xon I be posting out in paradise
Check your man before we pull up leave him paralyzed
Shout out to my ex’s cuz
Now I’m getting checks and
I don’t **** with ******* finding different man to text Aye
I be posted out the with them really shooters really hitters
Know we clutching on that really steel and will kill you
Got your ***** Aye on my ****
Better pray I don’t trip when I grip on the stick Ayy
All my goons sliding why you hoes whining
Pull up and them yelling out my name like the shinning Aye