What you tellin? We ain't here to buy the bullshit that you sellin
We gon' let the candle pop up, the unvellin' Yo, lies, they a-sellin, very ready, so compellin
Never come for we rebellin, no shit canna re-expellin' You a footnote, we the head, the war is comin
We prevellin, store that sum to expel him Hit the gas like it's McLaren, we gon' gun it
Like we signed to the black and re-spellin' Always provin' wrong, correct conceptions, it is cynical
86, you know remorse, the diagnosis clinical F*ck what's not permitted, F, the rules of the committed
For each breath that it inflicted, we get it, crackin' on tentacles
You pummeled up for most if you wanna reach to your pinnacle
Mainly bring the smoke, leave you tied up without the business suit
Bitch, I'm turnin' livid, it's bout to get done, real vivid
Each hand is grippin' the biscuits and siblings lookin' identical
Blam, my shit said blam, I'm bout to put you six feet under
You'll get accustomed to scram, I'm on the lam
Police is tryna catch up to me, bitch, I'm untouchable
What you tellin? We ain't here to buy the bullshit that you sellin
We gon' let the candle pop up, the unvellin
Yo, lies, they a-sellin, very ready, so compellin
Never come for we rebellin, no shit canna re-expellin
You a foot, no we the head, the war is comin, we previllin
So that's somethin' to expel him, hit the gas like it's McLaren
We gon' gun it like we signed to the black and re-spellin
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What you tellin? We ain't here to buy the bullshit that you sellin
We gon' let the candle pop up, the unvellin' Yo, lies, they a-sellin, very ready, so compellin
Never come for we rebellin, no shit canna re-expellin' You a footnote, we the head, the war is comin
We prevellin, store that sum to expel him Hit the gas like it's McLaren, we gon' gun it
Like we signed to the black and re-spellin' Always provin' wrong, correct conceptions, it is cynical
86, you know remorse, the diagnosis clinical F*ck what's not permitted, F, the rules of the committed
For each breath that it inflicted, we get it, crackin' on tentacles
You pummeled up for most if you wanna reach to your pinnacle
Mainly bring the smoke, leave you tied up without the business suit
Bitch, I'm turnin' livid, it's bout to get done, real vivid
Each hand is grippin' the biscuits and siblings lookin' identical
Blam, my shit said blam, I'm bout to put you six feet under
You'll get accustomed to scram, I'm on the lam
Police is tryna catch up to me, bitch, I'm untouchable
What you tellin? We ain't here to buy the bullshit that you sellin
We gon' let the candle pop up, the unvellin
Yo, lies, they a-sellin, very ready, so compellin
Never come for we rebellin, no shit canna re-expellin
You a foot, no we the head, the war is comin, we previllin
So that's somethin' to expel him, hit the gas like it's McLaren
We gon' gun it like we signed to the black and re-spellin
We gon' let the candle pop up, the unvellin' Yo, lies, they a-sellin, very ready, so compellin
Never come for we rebellin, no shit canna re-expellin' You a footnote, we the head, the war is comin
We prevellin, store that sum to expel him Hit the gas like it's McLaren, we gon' gun it
Like we signed to the black and re-spellin' Always provin' wrong, correct conceptions, it is cynical
86, you know remorse, the diagnosis clinical F*ck what's not permitted, F, the rules of the committed
For each breath that it inflicted, we get it, crackin' on tentacles
You pummeled up for most if you wanna reach to your pinnacle
Mainly bring the smoke, leave you tied up without the business suit
Bitch, I'm turnin' livid, it's bout to get done, real vivid
Each hand is grippin' the biscuits and siblings lookin' identical
Blam, my shit said blam, I'm bout to put you six feet under
You'll get accustomed to scram, I'm on the lam
Police is tryna catch up to me, bitch, I'm untouchable
What you tellin? We ain't here to buy the bullshit that you sellin
We gon' let the candle pop up, the unvellin
Yo, lies, they a-sellin, very ready, so compellin
Never come for we rebellin, no shit canna re-expellin
You a foot, no we the head, the war is comin, we previllin
So that's somethin' to expel him, hit the gas like it's McLaren
We gon' gun it like we signed to the black and re-spellin
Writer: RICHARD COLON, JUAN BETANCOURT
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