[Intro]
Hollow beats, bitch
[Chorus]
Been about bars and beats since day, damn
Spit shit safe in a cave, damn
I don't ever wanna do games, damn
Cheat codes if I'm gon' play, damn
I'm still fucking insane, damn
Make ten tracks in a day, damn
They don't wanna tell me to slow down
Well, I'm-a speed it up like I'm getting chased down
[Verse 1]
Don't really want no action, aye
Blast 'em with the fantastic tactics
Kill 'em with magic
Run up on niggas with passion, damn
Making you dizzy like merry-go-round, since you hit me up
I have been working and working and going all out
Put my foot on your neck with your head to the ground
If I stamp on your face then your brains will fall out like, egh, gross
I don't like homicide
That shit is always up on my mind
Think about it, getting heart eyes
Might down six shots like Shoe Nice
I don't mix my shit with flouride
Take a boy's life if I knock a bitch jaw-side
Call then I get gassed then joyride
Been about beats since 1-9-9-9, damn
Don't act tough when you're not
Don't carry Glocks when you're never gon' ring them off
I don't walk with a watch or ice on my neck
That's baiting a hoe like damn
Spit on the beat like I hate it, damn
Spin around, feeling amazing, damn
Never catch this young Lxrd slipping
I hide in the dark with a stainless, damn
Round of applause for the kid
Quit my life and you just got sick
I go deaf when I wanna chat shit
Run your lips and I'll cave them in, no way
I make tracks through the pain
Stacking up hits, got me feeling insane
I drop it all, I'm so sick of the weight
Don't ask me questions, I hate to explain, ah, yeah-yeah
Hollow beats, bitch
[Chorus]
Been about bars and beats since day, damn
Spit shit safe in a cave, damn
I don't ever wanna do games, damn
Cheat codes if I'm gon' play, damn
I'm still fucking insane, damn
Make ten tracks in a day, damn
They don't wanna tell me to slow down
Well, I'm-a speed it up like I'm getting chased down
[Verse 1]
Don't really want no action, aye
Blast 'em with the fantastic tactics
Kill 'em with magic
Run up on niggas with passion, damn
Making you dizzy like merry-go-round, since you hit me up
I have been working and working and going all out
Put my foot on your neck with your head to the ground
If I stamp on your face then your brains will fall out like, egh, gross
I don't like homicide
That shit is always up on my mind
Think about it, getting heart eyes
Might down six shots like Shoe Nice
I don't mix my shit with flouride
Take a boy's life if I knock a bitch jaw-side
Call then I get gassed then joyride
Been about beats since 1-9-9-9, damn
Don't act tough when you're not
Don't carry Glocks when you're never gon' ring them off
I don't walk with a watch or ice on my neck
That's baiting a hoe like damn
Spit on the beat like I hate it, damn
Spin around, feeling amazing, damn
Never catch this young Lxrd slipping
I hide in the dark with a stainless, damn
Round of applause for the kid
Quit my life and you just got sick
I go deaf when I wanna chat shit
Run your lips and I'll cave them in, no way
I make tracks through the pain
Stacking up hits, got me feeling insane
I drop it all, I'm so sick of the weight
Don't ask me questions, I hate to explain, ah, yeah-yeah
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