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yng havik - gnats lyrics

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(hook:) yng havik
if i said it then i meant it
that’s a fact

people fake
that sh+t getting hard to track

cut the cr+p

don’t be worried bout my plate
eat the scr+ps

y’all be buzzing
like a bunch of f+cking gnats
in the trash

y’all are whack
yea—————————————————————————
(verse: 1 yng havik)
my name isn’t danny
but i really want a phantom

please don’t get in my way
i might take yo ass for ransom

and then some, d+mn it
i’m at the wrong planet
people get to talking
and then everybody vanish

gotta keep it moving
like the rabbit with batteries

nothing flatters me
so don’t be asking bout my salary

i’m eating up thеse rappers
guess i’m counting all my caloriеs

yea my life a movie
go ahead and check the gallery

lately i been lurking like a zombie
this ain’t walking dead

swear the money keep on tryna haunt me
ima let em in

d+mn the bank just called me and told me
that all money hit

remember when you thought i was funny
now i’m the funniest
f+ck it
i’m about the power
like some lightning
came and struck it
this the final hour
all these rappers
they some muppets
they wanting silence
i’m causing ruckus
i don’t have time
for any what if’s
so you can suck it
ima hit a l!ck like a sensei
you b+tch made
rappers looking down like
a wednesday
they all fake

(2x)
i keep writing verses
like essays they ain’t late

don’t have a lot but that’s what i need
i needed the sp+ce i needed to breathe
i’m alienated an alien being
they trying to hate me
don’t know what it means
you calling me crazy i’m aiming the beams
i’m out of this world
the f+ck do you mean
i’m out of my mind i’m making a scene
so call the police i’m murdering beats
d+mn
—————————————————————————
(hook:)
if i said it then i meant it
that’s a fact

people fake
that sh+t getting hard to track

cut the cr+p

don’t be worried bout my plate
eat the scr+ps

y’all be buzzing
like a bunch of f+cking gnats
in the trash

y’all are whack
yea

(verse 2: verseborn)

young homie keep
the 40 on
i ain’t talkin the chrome
i’m talking malt liquor homes

thicker bones than a pillar
that was fixed to hold
the weight of the globe
experienced 100 fold

this angry n+gga
don’t aim the trigger
leave the
heat alone

painting pictures
sicker than pickin
poems out of
a preachers dome

bout to leave them
speakers blown
matta fact get up out
yo seat c’mon

when the beat come on
and the heat gets thrown
he gon break it down
til it decompose

no bed of roses flow is
wetter than the legs of moses
parting the sea pardon me
as i steadily go in

deadly focused notice
letters forever evoking
parts you can’t see but believe
are heavily noted

to change my whole demeanor
first inhad to shake the demons off
treat those tryna beat the boss
as apples tryna be the sauce

ain’t no need to reach for
a plague and proceed to floss
people preaching all around the decon
like his speech us soft

music steady coming
off these sheets like he beatin off
yet everybody seems to think
exactly what he speaking of

if every picture was a pint
of liquor taken in the club
i need a photo finish so my
fam can feel the final buzz

i plan to go out on a beat
cuz i’m too live in the street
obviously + i can go rounds on a beat
i’m not as r+t+rd as you think it’s harder to blink

(hook:)
if i said it then i meant it
that’s a fact

people fake
that sh+t getting hard to track

cut the cr+p

don’t be worried bout my plate
eat the scr+ps

y’all be buzzing
like a bunch of f+cking gnats
in the trash

y’all are whack
yea

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