"AOT" lyrics

9 milli burst
Black mink fur, pockets fat, so absurd
Bitch, I'm bout checks, I can't beef with you nerds
Blastoise she wet, cowabunga when I surf
Hold up what he said? Not a word

Pussy boy get back, back, back, you get hurt
Pull up with that gat, toe-tag then disperse
Leave his body flat-face, plant hit the dirt
Finger fuck my strap, when I'm mad make it squirt

Walked up in his shit, swiping like a visa
AOT in this bitch, walls like I'm grisha
Change your mien sit down, boy, keep your tee tucked
Pulling up with sticks clenched, make 'em pray to Jesus

Air it out let it breathe
Glock split heads, feel like God parting seas
Ricks on feet with his neck underneath
5 foot 6, still I'm up, k capeesh

Peel his cap like pez, if he talk that mess it's a wrap like casts
Tell my bullets fetch when the pistol vent, better watch your back
That lil bitch on X sliding down my wood, leaking like some sap
Switchblade leave your flesh bleeding, PMS with your soul detached

9 milli burst
Black mink fur, pockets fat, so absurd
Bitch I'm bout checks, I can't beef with you nerds
Blastoise she wet, cowabunga when I surf
Hold up what he said? Not a word

Pussy boy get back, back, back, you get hurt
Pull up with that gat, toe-tag then disperse
Leave his body flat-face, plant hit the dirt
Finger fuck my strap, when I'm mad make it squirt