"COMBAT" lyrics
Fuck
Shit, uh
I'ma come back, I might come back
Told a, uh, told a bitch I was comin' back, but I ain't coming back
Bitch, I bet I walk down on yo' square
Stick got kick, Mortal Kombat
Walk down, big-ass gun, I draw down y'all, I bet everybody gon' run back
Lil' gang had asked him can he shoot it, now he can't get his gun back
A buck shot in the dark, pop out black on narcs
Me and lil' buddy might draw down in the lobby
Zaza smell like fart
Zaza got a bad odor, turning heads, niggas work with feds
Zaza got some kickback, junkie kickback
If you got Wock' then bitch, we with that, AR kickback
In the field, in the fuckin' dark
Drip too exclusive
Different trips for a different fit, I got dirty blick
It be dark inside the fuckin' bricks, better pop out with yo' blick
Uh, uh, and I knew I wasn't comin' back, y'all ain't ready for combat
Drugs got me numb, but I'm on like three
Tired of runnin' from 12 from fuckin' licks, I got a bad knee
Bitch, I done fell down, but I got back up, bitch, you silly fuck
Bitch, I got fours inside my cup, we don't pour no deuces up
Wocky got me down bad, but I'm still on beat
I want all these different drugs, but I don't wanna pay no fee
'Rari thirty-six shots inside my fuckin' ARP
Uh, uh, right now, I'm down bad, I'm on like three drugs
Niggas don't want smoke with Fast, you better get your money up
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man, all these fuckin' drugs
Niggas bite on Fast, gotta pop out drip
I done a hit for zips before and some fuckin' trips
Get up with my flame, niggas sweet like fuckin' sugar cane
Pop the fuckin' ATM for racks
If you ever fronted Fast, you know you ain't gon' get it back
Five-seven joker, NASA rocket, bet I pop it
Push a B-roll on me, sloppy
Too much Off-White now
Got this shit on now, dranky got me down
Uh, uh, I might come back, I ain't comin' back
Fuck a fight, I might combat, bitch we comin'
Fuck, shit
Shit, uh
I'ma come back, I might come back
Told a, uh, told a bitch I was comin' back, but I ain't coming back
Bitch, I bet I walk down on yo' square
Stick got kick, Mortal Kombat
Walk down, big-ass gun, I draw down y'all, I bet everybody gon' run back
Lil' gang had asked him can he shoot it, now he can't get his gun back
A buck shot in the dark, pop out black on narcs
Me and lil' buddy might draw down in the lobby
Zaza smell like fart
Zaza got a bad odor, turning heads, niggas work with feds
Zaza got some kickback, junkie kickback
If you got Wock' then bitch, we with that, AR kickback
In the field, in the fuckin' dark
Drip too exclusive
Different trips for a different fit, I got dirty blick
It be dark inside the fuckin' bricks, better pop out with yo' blick
Uh, uh, and I knew I wasn't comin' back, y'all ain't ready for combat
Drugs got me numb, but I'm on like three
Tired of runnin' from 12 from fuckin' licks, I got a bad knee
Bitch, I done fell down, but I got back up, bitch, you silly fuck
Bitch, I got fours inside my cup, we don't pour no deuces up
Wocky got me down bad, but I'm still on beat
I want all these different drugs, but I don't wanna pay no fee
'Rari thirty-six shots inside my fuckin' ARP
Uh, uh, right now, I'm down bad, I'm on like three drugs
Niggas don't want smoke with Fast, you better get your money up
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man, all these fuckin' drugs
Niggas bite on Fast, gotta pop out drip
I done a hit for zips before and some fuckin' trips
Get up with my flame, niggas sweet like fuckin' sugar cane
Pop the fuckin' ATM for racks
If you ever fronted Fast, you know you ain't gon' get it back
Five-seven joker, NASA rocket, bet I pop it
Push a B-roll on me, sloppy
Too much Off-White now
Got this shit on now, dranky got me down
Uh, uh, I might come back, I ain't comin' back
Fuck a fight, I might combat, bitch we comin'
Fuck, shit
