sicario + the vantablack messiah – phase ii lyrics
phase ii lyrics
i just made a sale
ran up patty melt
love from clientele
baddest madamoiselles
on a paper trail
these f+ck n+ggas frail
put away the scale, never
drastic times drastic measures
aiming for the neck i’m cutthroat, fresh up out of f+cks vro
f+ck and and skeet, then up and leave lil b+tch i never cuddle
i ain’t got time, just got f+cking packs i’m finna run thru
as many as it takes, make a play, maintain and don’t fee fi fo fumble
do what you supposed
dro, nickels, dimes and bows
come as fast as they go
still trap when its outta vogue
yeah, now i’m in my zone
f+ck the popo and my foes
i strategize a lot
in a pandem run it
hand to hand and i
sanitize the guap aye
we gon’ need that b+tch in litres though
she said she love me
i’d rather hear her say i’m her new plug
passed the reefer, sent her p+ssy to the reaper
overlap, n+ggas tryna keep up
light year for each one of your metres
i wrote this on my way to reup
with a mode like i son jesus (god)
that’s overachiever demeanour, rest of the mandem waste sp+ce
mad ‘cah just to have it half this good they gotta get their swak sh+t laced (yeah yeah)
weight
got it outta state, aye
way they bang my line
celly jumpin like maasai, n+gga
packs simone biles
get it
flip it
stretch it
bobtail sellin’
bet these b+tches want seconds, yeah
church i see, say f+ck that
in pharmacies, where the mud at n+gga
it’s crime and the finest sh+t
slice or bribe, f+ck a punishment
still show security the same i.d. i chop rock with
n+ggas tryna test, okay whose b+tch face do i f+ck next
if i’m extra, it cost extra for more knots my only option
make it rain fire and brimstone, b+tch i simply drop that hot sh+t
i swear every second i breathe is a f+ckin’ upgrade
bucket bucket bucket rest these n+ggas pump fake aye
the stakes up, with a+players, can’t f+ck up the feng shui that’s every and all day don’t spill my drank ,sl+t
stilpizzy in my kiwi juice
lookin’ we really sippin puddles
five turned to a fifteen, b+tch we ball so f+ck ’em
how real n+ggas move, and if this rap sh+t doesn’t cut it
no buggin’, i’m just bustin’ packs and nuthin but a f+cking glutton for that
trap money money, trap money money
coins, tens, slatts, fifties, hunnids
love them fifties, hunnids, run it that’s that
trap money money, trap money money
coins, tens, slatts, fifties, hunnids
credit i don’t f+ck with i just want that
trap money money
trap money money
trap money
trap money money
trap money money
coins, tens, slatts, fifties, hunnids
love them fifties, hunnids, run it that’s that uh
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