"Photogenic" lyrics
Hahaha, hahaha
(Ghosty)
Gang, gang (Grrrah, grrrah)
Gang, gang (Boom, boom, boom)
(Max, talk to 'em)
Take a shot if he think that he photogenic
A shot make a stairway that's straight to Heaven
Fuck a shot, shooter weak, have him take a seven
All 'em shots at the store, let him take eleven
Take a shot if he think that he photogenic
A shot make a stairway that's straight to Heaven
Fuck a shot, shooter weak, have him take a seven
All 'em shots at the store, let him take eleven
I'm soft and they actin' tough, when he stepped in the crib, point a finger, they back him up
But he home and tell fairy tales, so to clear up the mess, I'm gon' spin like a carousel
Not one, he gon' take two, if your man run away, then my shorties gon' take you
Two V's slide in different ways, couple shots at his back, but the others gon' rip his face
Bullets hungry, they eat up his side flesh, stomach shots, that OLED what he digest
All them shells at his brain change his mindset, see the Demon, that's lackin', no time left
I told him, "I see opps on Manila roof," in the water with demons, I sail with troops
If you see us sail up, then you bail and shoot, if you see us sail up, then you bail and shoot
When I shoot I smell burnt flesh, if you move with the opps, then your turkey get burnt next
Now they beggin' we purge less, they not built for this beef, when I spin, they look nervous
Stay in school and stop movin' like what you not, talk like shooters, but really, what gun you got?
Better yet, where you spun and what gun you shot? All I see is some goofies that run the cops
I don't beef with no internet menaces, yeah, the reason my guys doin' sentences
We the reason y'all dead, know what Heaven is, and they name always follow remembrance
Keep my blick and it's tucked close, we don't talk to police and they rip, we gon' duck those
If he soft then his mug show, they shoot, you hear shots, when we purge, you hear drumrolls
Take a shot if he think that he photogenic
A shot make a stairway that's straight to Heaven
Fuck a shot, shooter weak, have him take a seven
All 'em shots at the store, let him take eleven
Take a shot if he think that he photogenic
A shot make a stairway that's straight to Heaven
Fuck a shot, shooter weak, have him take a seven
All 'em shots at the store, let him take eleven (Babies, babies, babies, babies)
Babies in the stroller, you talkin' tact, my babies gon' dump out that car seat
Flabbergast when his mans hit that concrete, take his soul with his eyes, he don't want beef
Holes in his shirt, ain't no Yeezy drip, thirty bullets in this glizzy clip
Gun pow, go blaow, watch his noodle drip, conversate with the TEC, nigga, fuck the Sig
.45, head cracked, watch his melon shift, say we erkin' in [?], boy, we makin' heat
I thought you was real, on the net, you Tweet, we don't respond, we just gon' fold
Who gon' spin with this chop, get this melon piece? One in that [?], feel like Kennedy's
I was born to send it, I grew up with drillers, rub him down in bullets
Body bag, we don't talk about 'em, fuck yellow tape, we gon' chalk around 'em
Demon possessed in me, pray to God, I'm in love with them devil ways, boy
If you crucify, get nailed to the cross, won't run, make them blick his side
Fuck a victim, he aimed for Medusa top, .45, for hot, to a mega chop
No homo, this clap got a stick in it, two V's full of chops, and the whip tinted
No time to use same, hit his bitch with it (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
Federales politicin', two people shitted, PIX 11
Quote, unquote, "You can't see the victim," quote, unquote, "You can't see the suspect"
Take his top like the [?], and we still by the chicken spot, where my demons plot
Niggas be counterfeit, I see dude
[?], drop location in clues
Mike say, "Oops, Big Savv with 'em,"
Clear up the room, he attack, blitz 'em
Crazy White on a drill, he got Black with him
Mission accomplished, you take a [?]
Mission accomplished, you take a [?]
This is your last and remembered moment
Gang, gang, gang, gang, nigga
Take a shot if he think that he photogenic
A shot make a stairway that's straight to Heaven
Fuck a shot, shooter weak, have him take a seven
All 'em shots at the store, let him take eleven
Take a shot if he think that he photogenic
A shot make a stairway that's straight to Heaven
Fuck a shot, shooter weak, have him take a seven
All 'em shots at the store, let him take eleven
(Ghosty)
Gang, gang (Grrrah, grrrah)
Gang, gang (Boom, boom, boom)
(Max, talk to 'em)
Take a shot if he think that he photogenic
A shot make a stairway that's straight to Heaven
Fuck a shot, shooter weak, have him take a seven
All 'em shots at the store, let him take eleven
Take a shot if he think that he photogenic
A shot make a stairway that's straight to Heaven
Fuck a shot, shooter weak, have him take a seven
All 'em shots at the store, let him take eleven
I'm soft and they actin' tough, when he stepped in the crib, point a finger, they back him up
But he home and tell fairy tales, so to clear up the mess, I'm gon' spin like a carousel
Not one, he gon' take two, if your man run away, then my shorties gon' take you
Two V's slide in different ways, couple shots at his back, but the others gon' rip his face
Bullets hungry, they eat up his side flesh, stomach shots, that OLED what he digest
All them shells at his brain change his mindset, see the Demon, that's lackin', no time left
I told him, "I see opps on Manila roof," in the water with demons, I sail with troops
If you see us sail up, then you bail and shoot, if you see us sail up, then you bail and shoot
When I shoot I smell burnt flesh, if you move with the opps, then your turkey get burnt next
Now they beggin' we purge less, they not built for this beef, when I spin, they look nervous
Stay in school and stop movin' like what you not, talk like shooters, but really, what gun you got?
Better yet, where you spun and what gun you shot? All I see is some goofies that run the cops
I don't beef with no internet menaces, yeah, the reason my guys doin' sentences
We the reason y'all dead, know what Heaven is, and they name always follow remembrance
Keep my blick and it's tucked close, we don't talk to police and they rip, we gon' duck those
If he soft then his mug show, they shoot, you hear shots, when we purge, you hear drumrolls
Take a shot if he think that he photogenic
A shot make a stairway that's straight to Heaven
Fuck a shot, shooter weak, have him take a seven
All 'em shots at the store, let him take eleven
Take a shot if he think that he photogenic
A shot make a stairway that's straight to Heaven
Fuck a shot, shooter weak, have him take a seven
All 'em shots at the store, let him take eleven (Babies, babies, babies, babies)
Babies in the stroller, you talkin' tact, my babies gon' dump out that car seat
Flabbergast when his mans hit that concrete, take his soul with his eyes, he don't want beef
Holes in his shirt, ain't no Yeezy drip, thirty bullets in this glizzy clip
Gun pow, go blaow, watch his noodle drip, conversate with the TEC, nigga, fuck the Sig
.45, head cracked, watch his melon shift, say we erkin' in [?], boy, we makin' heat
I thought you was real, on the net, you Tweet, we don't respond, we just gon' fold
Who gon' spin with this chop, get this melon piece? One in that [?], feel like Kennedy's
I was born to send it, I grew up with drillers, rub him down in bullets
Body bag, we don't talk about 'em, fuck yellow tape, we gon' chalk around 'em
Demon possessed in me, pray to God, I'm in love with them devil ways, boy
If you crucify, get nailed to the cross, won't run, make them blick his side
Fuck a victim, he aimed for Medusa top, .45, for hot, to a mega chop
No homo, this clap got a stick in it, two V's full of chops, and the whip tinted
No time to use same, hit his bitch with it (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
Federales politicin', two people shitted, PIX 11
Quote, unquote, "You can't see the victim," quote, unquote, "You can't see the suspect"
Take his top like the [?], and we still by the chicken spot, where my demons plot
Niggas be counterfeit, I see dude
[?], drop location in clues
Mike say, "Oops, Big Savv with 'em,"
Clear up the room, he attack, blitz 'em
Crazy White on a drill, he got Black with him
Mission accomplished, you take a [?]
Mission accomplished, you take a [?]
This is your last and remembered moment
Gang, gang, gang, gang, nigga
Take a shot if he think that he photogenic
A shot make a stairway that's straight to Heaven
Fuck a shot, shooter weak, have him take a seven
All 'em shots at the store, let him take eleven
Take a shot if he think that he photogenic
A shot make a stairway that's straight to Heaven
Fuck a shot, shooter weak, have him take a seven
All 'em shots at the store, let him take eleven
