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lilsun2025 - archer season lyrics

i said it once and i’ll say it again
we come out in your city, star gang, we back again
don’t mess with the gang
when i kill i show no pity
or your finna go bang, bang
that’s what i said
that’s the sound you heard
lil’ bitch you dead
bitch you gon’ get popped
i don’t know if you read
and you want the smoke
you finna see red, you think shit is a joke?
you think shit is a joke, huxley cheiffin’ off the tokes
he be hittin’ licks on stores, runnin’ in he wants some more
triple r be runnin’ checks, bma$ whippin’ the two door
brodie blaze be in the back
this is archer season, bitch
we come in with full effect
wе don’t take no disrespect
got a nеw beamer, that’s a m+spec
got a new switch, keep callin’ me sped
keep playin with me, you gon’ end up dead
how would you feel if i blew off your head?
bought a new whip and the seat’s gon’ be red
my holotips tips’ fill you with lead
i said it once and i’ll say it again
we come out in your city, star gang, we back again
i’ma hit the griddy, don’t mess with the gang
when i kill i show no pity
or you finna go bang, bang
that’s what i said

fuckin’ on the bad, bitch, i’m runnin’ on my bag rich
i’m for fun, bitch
i’m rollin’ up my weed splif
if i spend the racks on guns, blicks
i’m ridin’ in a foriegn+whip
i’m makin’ all this cash flip
diamonds shine and chain drip
archer season, so star gang, runnin’ up the charts
free young huxley yeah, he chiefin’ on all the carts
paint the whole town red, got me bachelor of arts
yo bitch give me brain, yeah, she got all the smarts
call up bro, that’s a slime, hide the ho, cause she ain’t mine
iced out wrist, iced out time, on the beat and i’m not even tryin’, (fuck)

yo, what the fuck they do to huxley, man?
what the fuck, that new huxley, man

melatonin, i can’t sleep
me and gang in trackhawk jeeps
wanna sesh that shit, not cheap
600 for one feat
we gon’ spin up hinchey st
call up grande for a beat
ask him for the hi+hat rolls, and i want that jingle, too
ice up my neck and my crews
i be locked inside the booth
i sit back and i thumb through the browns
you sit back and count up the blues
i’m like the cut monster my clothing loose
johann like diddy he freakin’ off boos
why you be hatin’, just fuck with the youth
run up the money, balenci the boots
hpr, got me itchin’, need some benylin
me and mitch, yeah, we get the gist, bitch we different, i got more adrenaline
plus my money tricklin’ down like i’m a fuckin’ capitalist
pull up deep, and we got them sticks
fuck with me, and she tryna get fuckin’ hit
she said my music’s ass, and i slapped that bitch
fuck 03noble, he a fuckin’ bitch
pull up in the 416, bitch, yeah, we shootin’ shit, yeah

this is archer season, bitch, we in archer season, bitch
this is archer season, bitch, we in archer season, bitch
this is archer season, bitch, we in archer season, bitch
this is archer season, bitch, we in archer season, bitch
you think that shits a joke, huxley chieffin off the tokes
he be hittin’ licks on stores, runnin’ in he wants some more
triple r be runnin’ cheques, bma$ whippin’ the 2 door
brodie blaze be in the back
this is archer season, bitch, we come in with full effect
this is archer season, bitch, we come in with full effect
this is archer season, bitch, we come in with full effect

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