fiji.plus - sinistar (rough) lyrics
[chorus]:
press start, yeah i feel like pat benetar
hit me with your best shot, like you playing sinistar
play hard, like that boi khalifa told you
b+tches in my dms, had to hit them with the bad news
black heart, yeah i’m tryna see you torn apart
hit you like i’m dead shot, hoping that i leave a mark
take bars, like a white girl crashin dads cars
running out of luck, you gon end up with your lights dark
+
want smoke? get blunted
pulling out the razor so this sh+t gets gutted
rock star pants, know them sh+ts stay studded
f+ck yo bank, ima keep that money
blow torch finna light you like the nectar
smoke you like a dab but i don’t stop applying pressure
b+tch we playin chess but you came thinkin it was checkers
you keep rolling f+cking dice instead of playing by the record
ahh who am i kidding
you’d get hit faster than a kitten tryna cross 4th and mission
i be crouched down, hidden
looking to rip open a new victim like some value brand linen
don’t you love my jokes? p+ssy, i got blunts to smoke
hopin i could open stores to sell the kids some guns and coke
just to show em they can stay sedated if they need to cope
get aggressive with those bullies, take away their f+ckin hope
“my life is really hard so i don’t take responsibility
k!ll a batch of kids and hope i get a bunch of sympathy
burning down the block and when i do it it’s with dignity
i think it’s okay to cause them pain because they’re really mean”
that’s a grade a f+cker
tryna get you capped before you get your nuts suckled
then we got these people burning down the f+cking pizza place
how the h+ll am i suppose to chill and watch amazing race?
guess i’ll have to shave my head, maybe go and change my name?
move to f+cking canada, or maybe rent private bay?
things are getting crazier like every single f+cking day
ill just waste my life away at uni like this sh+t’ll change
but it never gets better
smoke away the day maybe pop an embeda
ect, whateva, pass me the beretta, i’m fed up
and i ain’t holdin back like f+cking bed wetter
[chorus]:
press start, yeah i feel like pat benetar
hit me with your best shot, like you playing sinistar
play hard, like that boi khalifa told you
b+tches in my dms, had to hit them with the bad news
black heart, yeah i’m tryna see you torn apart
hit you like i’m dead shot, hoping that i leave a mark
take bars, like a white girl crashin dads cars
running out of luck, you gon end up with your lights dark
+
now getting down to brass tacks
i know y’all think i tap dance
pretend that i can rap fast
and act like i got 10 racks
this music stuff is ignorant
but that’s the sh+t i revel in
until i finally settle in
and you all hear my final hymn
i’m tryna rip the throat off anyone who’s tryna cage me in
i’m pulling out the stops like traffic lights when they be turning red
and shout out all ex homies that be out here tryna make amends
but you can suck a d+ck, just run the track back and hit play again
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