D.O.A Warlord Colossus (Ft. Letoa)

[Verse 1: Letoa]
Yeah, huh, yeah
Clap back, cock back D.O.A tell 'em meet my strap
OK, ain't no motherfucker be like that
Like me so fresh so what like too much racks
To the name, I'm him run it back lil' mane
Too grim with the scythe and the blade
Propane light it up black flame, black flame

[Verse 2: Warlord Colossus]
I'm at the edge of my fist
I just be tossing and turning and losing my grip
Feels like I'm swerving the kid
You got me feeling real sick
Bleeding coke from the sniff
You cannot look at me bitch
Open up listen I rap with the gift
I'm getting rich with the team never snitch
Ugh, talk to mе funny I'll dig you a ditch

[Verse 3: Warlord Colossus]
Feel my blade when it touch
Everybody bе the same blame on the drug
No pain when it cut
I could steady run against the rain and the mud
Feel lame in the club, don't hang with the dud
I'm already running to the money fuck fame when I bust
No game on the dust
Not a body I could trust no shame I shush
Got another body when I came for the hun like ayy-ayy