phantogamo – no keys in the whip lyrics
[intro]
f+ck, i can’t get no type of breaks
(huh phantom, huh phantom)
[hook]
no keys in the whip, b+tch i start it
no keys in the whip, b+tch i start it
hop in the sp+ce coupe, i’m a martian
with the stick we can joust, i’m a spartan
i paint up his walls, i’m a artist
put a hole in his stomach, he starvin
this glock leave him dearly departed
i don’t f+ck wit you, don’t be a target
pardon i’m partially carbon
soul darkened they say i’m dark hearted
hang a b+tch up like hangman, no harness
he a b+tch all he do is be barkin
what he talk on the net is a long stretch
these n+ggas be fakin’, they larpin’
no carbon i leave his face altered
metal on me, bionic
wipe his squad, i’m the f+ckin’ bubonic
[verse]
runnin’ to the checks, all blue like sonic
i’m tryna blow up, big bomb atomic
that gun on me deaths not a option
shut up, talkin all that sh+t it’ll get ya ass done up
you ain’t really wit the sh+t f+ck ass boy run up
fast forward six months he still ain’t show up
i be waitin on the check you be waitin on yo mother’s soccer van
i ain’t f+ckin wit no n+ggas, i ain’t one of them
chop’ make his whole squad do the running man
take his legs off, “do you know the m+ffin man”
… you be sellin’ mid for the feature price
… we ain’t f+ckin wit no toys, you a fisher price baby
all this ice on my like a muhf+ckin yeti
f+ck around, my chop, that sh+t go, “belis”
f+ck up ya belly, new chop wit a beam revolutionary
i could pop his top like a cherry
he don’t want to come outside he scary
ridin’ round in a bulletproof chevy’, no fun
i put my armor on heavy, can’t k!ll me b+tch i’m dead already
got a “centipede” clip, clip long like machete
two fours knock knock in his head, no “freddy”
i do it for the fetti, fetti on fetti on fetti on fetti
glock pop his head like the top of confetti
put him in a box, now he in his place
i just want diamonds on my rolex face
“texas chain massacre”, give me yo face b+tch
runnin’ to the checks like a muhf+ckin’ race b+tch
[hook]
no keys in the whip, b+tch i start it
no keys in the whip, b+tch i start it
hop in the sp+ce coupe, i’m a martian
with the stick we can joust, i’m a spartan
i paint up his walls, i’m a artist
put a hole in his stomach, he starvin
this glock leave him dearly departed
i don’t f+ck wit you, don’t be a target
pardon i’m partially carbon
soul darkened they say i’m dark hearted
hang a b+tch up like hangman, no harness
he a b+tch all he do is be barkin
what he talk on the net is a long stretch
these n+ggas be fakin’, they larpin’
no carbon i leave his face altered
metal on me, bionic
wipe his squad, i’m the f+ckin’ bubonic
[outro]
(yuh yuh yuh phantom phantom phantom phantom phantom phantom phantom phantom phantom)
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