
InteriorCrocodileAlligator The Virus and Antidote (Ft. Lambo Lawson)
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[Intro: Lambo Lawson]
Ayy, woah
Go, I'm saying I'ma go harder and longer with every bar spit (Go)
'Til you niggas die (The Virus)
Look
[Verse: Lambo Lawson]
Interior crocodile alligator
They can't even say I'm fly
I'm the pilot, the aviator (Aviator)
I'ma take it up a notch without using an escalator (Escalator)
I'm doing this shit with ease and you see it as hard labor (Hard labor)
A small favor to cater a line beside the equator
I'm far greater, I've torn down stages for all ages (Woah)
Hear my style crossover like ball players
I dress the best the in the Winter and Autumn in all layers
Thousand dollar pieces (Yeah), mixed with thousand dollar sneakers
Used to treat me like a rookie
Now I'm getting special treatment
You couldn't rap like me and it's no secret
This is just a reminder
You sound weaker
You've weakened
I'm sinking into the deep-end
You all wax, no G-Pen
I can send 'em to Heaven
Instead of letting them sneak in
I'm thinking 'bout a bag of money
You should hold your purse
Now every song the Virus puts me on
I'll have the hardest verse
Ayy, woah
Go, I'm saying I'ma go harder and longer with every bar spit (Go)
'Til you niggas die (The Virus)
Look
[Verse: Lambo Lawson]
Interior crocodile alligator
They can't even say I'm fly
I'm the pilot, the aviator (Aviator)
I'ma take it up a notch without using an escalator (Escalator)
I'm doing this shit with ease and you see it as hard labor (Hard labor)
A small favor to cater a line beside the equator
I'm far greater, I've torn down stages for all ages (Woah)
Hear my style crossover like ball players
I dress the best the in the Winter and Autumn in all layers
Thousand dollar pieces (Yeah), mixed with thousand dollar sneakers
Used to treat me like a rookie
Now I'm getting special treatment
You couldn't rap like me and it's no secret
This is just a reminder
You sound weaker
You've weakened
I'm sinking into the deep-end
You all wax, no G-Pen
I can send 'em to Heaven
Instead of letting them sneak in
I'm thinking 'bout a bag of money
You should hold your purse
Now every song the Virus puts me on
I'll have the hardest verse
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