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lil shrecc – revelations 69 lyrics

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[intro: lil shrecc]
aye
shrecc got a problem
shrecc got a problem
shrecc got a
shrecc

[verse 1: lil shrecc]
shrecc got a problem, shrecc got a problem
he got empty seats, and its too bad `cause we still bought em
shrecc got a mission, division like the fission
in your cells i multiply like arrows inside bridges
aye, how `bout you do it yourself
empty the bottle, put back on the shelf
now, you just sit, you‘re a sh+ll
this a metaphor for what you all dwell
unoriginal, satan´s animal
manifest it all, you all like to stall
heck, i cannot ball
jumping off the wall
monkeys in the ball, like jane goodall

[interlude: lil shrecc]
jane goodall, the monkey+
i said something about monkeys then i said jane goodall
she really likes monkeys, she’s the woman with the monkey stuff
alright, now onto the next verse

[verse 2: lil veg]
ooh, bands on my wrist
i got bands on my shoes
run up on me, b+tch you know we gon shoot
i come too far, b+tch its too late to lose
ooh, ooh, ooh thats the truth
and i’m back on my sh+t
and i’m spitting facts in this b+tch
and i just be stacking my whip
and i just be stacking my chips
peace tea attacking my lips
yuh okay
cliff bars in my life, i run a fade, i run a track
make me run up a f+cking lap, okay
and i got the choppa and its in my lap, okay
you get clapped, okay
choppa pull up and you get smacked
what
what you want?
i got these bands all on my wrist
i pull up quick and don´t taunt like thwip

[verse 3: block malone]
okay man, i don´t understand it
their gimmicks aren’t good, someone else had it
i flex to cover my problems out of habit
they flex with stuff they don´t have as a stand+in
they can’t make good lyrics, aye
their meme bars don´t k!ll it, aye
they ghost to simp like a frillish, aye
all they want is tea, i won’t spill it, aye
you don´t know what its like
you’re so blind, whats your psyche
this doesn’t work like bitlife
you’re gonna end up like magic mike
yes i stole my name, aye
all my songs are lame, aye
all my friends are fake, aye
you never see the outtakes, aye

[verse 4: yung kabob]
yeah i’m boutta spread the salt, like i am sandman
tryna come for me, lil booger, i’m like d+mn man
revelations, we on top, and we going ham man
boutta be stuck in your head, like i am sam+i+am
these bars boutta stick to you, call me crucifix
even after all the shots, you know that you will miss
yeah i throw all these hits
yeah i throw all these fits
i seem substantial, like i am a healer kit
call me spicy b, boutta disappear
too gucci for no+one, so you know that i am here
don’t know what i’m saying, you can call me auctioneer
broke off now, poppin’ off next year
they call me kabob, ’cause i am yummy
i got a fetus in yo mommas tummy
slatt everyday, all the time, nose is runny
like a terrorist, boutta blow up+

[interlude: yung kabob]
(yo that’s not funny)
oh sorry
(that, that’s actually bad)
it’s just that, my father was a great pilot
(stop, you can’t do that)
in 9/11, he died, aye

[interlude: lil jdog]
i am now a my little pony rapper

[verse 5: lil jdog]
carry the beat, like tomboy uh
six foot, one, i’m a tall boy uh
lost gulag, need a deploy uh
sittin’ on the toy, reading playboi uh
bepsi tastes like sh+t uh
40k on my d+ck what
40 on my wrist uh
sixty+thou robux in total
can’t count, need a banker
talkin’ big, yeah i’m a tanker
have some s+x, but still a w+nker
she in my hair, she be a yanker
lil shrecc impression:
i’m high like sheen
sped like mcqueen
hunting that gene
wash that p+ssy, keep it clean

[outro: lil jdog]
’cause, if not
imma get corona when i eat that fat little p+ssy
uh



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