sevvans - hectic! lyrics
hook:
don’t f+ck wit the team, we shoot thangs
i cannot f+ck wit you p+ssy you too lame
look at my neck it’s a new chain
i’m finna run in his crib like i’m usain
makin it flip, gymnastic
i got the shorties i hit, then pass it
bro got a stick, a gat b+tch
if you walk up on my sh+t, we blastin (x2)
verse 1:
i see a opp it get hectic
you don’t want static so do not address it
i got that b+tch on my checklist
talkin so crazy you know that i’m next b+tch
i be walkin in the section, gave me her number i won’t ever text it
diamonds shine up on the necklace, i know they jealous and i jus be flexin
f+ck it i spin like a dreidel
wanna be talkin i make it a fable
see that i’m rappin they said i’m unable and peep all the sh+t that i bring to the table
i got a shorty she for the team
not for the money it’s more than green
all of these b+tches be sayin they loyal, sorry but you just a wh0re to me
ballin all season they callin me kobe
homie i’m dayroom, no you don’t know me
i really got so much bread and cheese, she look at my pockets and thought i was obese
said that i’m crazy i need meds
sleepin on me so they don’t even see beds
p+ssy jackin ebk, say you from the hood little boy but you livin in sheepshead
i get the breesh, they callin me bill gates
kind of ironic i know that you real fake
i’m not a redneck, but i still k!ll bait
talkin static p+ssy what i said i chill wait
ride around the motherf+ckin city keep it hot you really be be talkin so better watch it we get somebody dropped and i was starin at the at the motherf+ckin cielin wit a vision gotta get it cus i’m in it you finally gonna pop
hook:
don’t f+ck wit the team, we shoot thangs
i cannot f+ck wit you p+ssy you too lame
look at my neck it’s a new chain
i’m finna run in his crib like i’m usain
makin it flip, gymnastic
i got the shorties i hit, then pass it
bro got a stick, a gat b+tch
if you walk up on my sh+t, we blastin (x2)
verse 2:
say you cool with everybody so how in the f+ck are you ebk homie?
stupid, chasin the bank and they already knew this, wanna get the blue strips
shawty wanna pull up and i’m all up in her ear, no q+tip
call me sheff g, the way that i’m movin (m8v3n)
countin the hundids i pull up wit new drip
you wanna hate then it’s f+ck you too b+tch
.40 go bang bang, yes i’m on the same thang, audemars goin clank clank
pull up in a range range, i got all the money on me lookin like a bank bank
brodie got a spliff, that’s stank stank
wanna get a response, no dababy, sh+ts blank blank
i don’t wanna say thanks, you really got fake claims, hoppin in a great lane, rollie call it a plain jane
you talkin anonymously
you is a p+ssy you talkin sh+t
good rappers and lyricism really is something not predominant
i’m really one of the few and i’m poppin sh+t, it’s obvious
takin a chance and i wanna blow up, but never the way that osama did
hook:
don’t f+ck wit the team, we shoot thangs
i cannot f+ck wit you p+ssy you too lame
look at my neck it’s a new chain
i’m finna run in his crib like i’m usain
makin it flip, gymnastic
i got the shorties i hit, then pass it
bro got a stick, a gat b+tch
if you walk up on my sh+t, we blastin
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