"XXXDISCORD" lyrics
Softwilly, Yung Kage & Yumi Lyrics
You cannot handle this
Got emergency, ambulance
When we step into the scene, just make sure that there's no cameras
Police lines round your residence
Round your block and your relatives
And I'm sorry but you can't compete 'cause I'm bout to finish this
Bitch
I been on dat chicko, bitch, we swingin' on the law
Seen me posted, stickies, them boys fast to break it down, huh
But when we see 'em, them dicks a beaming
I'm bouta tik on a bitch
Finna tok on my dick, boom!
Starving you famished, Bitch
Under influence stammering
Imma wipe you from existence so please stop all the ramblin
This what happens to families
I line 'em up like assembly
I treat you all like my enemy
No one here is a friend of me
I keep it the same like a ritual
Never switch up with the payments we making residual
I'm at the top of my pinnacle
I could never fall off, poppin' hella shots off, critical
Damn this shit is habitual
I'm at the top of my brain, keep the audio visual
Don't give a fuck what you listened to
Cause my new shit the hardest, I don't want no mutuals
They gettin' buried in ditches
Ditches be diggin all-day
I got no time for these lames so please get the fuck out of my face
And I just hopped off the jet, straight to the top
Get paper Michael Scott, spinnin like we in a fuckin slot
You cannot handle this
Got emergency, ambulance
When we step into the scene, just make sure that there's no cameras
Police lines round your residence
Round your block and your relatives
And I'm sorry but you can't compete 'cause I'm bout to finish this
I been on dat chicko, bitch, we swingin' on the law
Seen me posted, stickies, them boys fast to break it down, huh
But when we see 'em, them dicks a beaming
I'm bouta tik on a bitch
Finna tok on my dick, boom!
Bow, catch yo wig le split
Smokin yo pack we movin lit
Toked we staying burning bricks
Boned ya bitches she's flipped on sticks
My whole clique just zoomed in dat faster lane
Dome deals yo bishes brain
Tok tik dat extended pole
Vegeto we just powerin up
Fly with me
Slide with me
We mo' lit
My slats feein
Da time tickin
Ya done den
I got dat bit just want dat slide along
I got dat bit up in designer toked
Got emergency, ambulance
When we step into the scene, just make sure that there's no cameras
Police lines round your residence
Round your block and your relatives
And I'm sorry but you can't compete 'cause I'm bout to finish this
Bitch
I been on dat chicko, bitch, we swingin' on the law
Seen me posted, stickies, them boys fast to break it down, huh
But when we see 'em, them dicks a beaming
I'm bouta tik on a bitch
Finna tok on my dick, boom!
Starving you famished, Bitch
Under influence stammering
Imma wipe you from existence so please stop all the ramblin
This what happens to families
I line 'em up like assembly
I treat you all like my enemy
No one here is a friend of me
I keep it the same like a ritual
Never switch up with the payments we making residual
I'm at the top of my pinnacle
I could never fall off, poppin' hella shots off, critical
Damn this shit is habitual
I'm at the top of my brain, keep the audio visual
Don't give a fuck what you listened to
Cause my new shit the hardest, I don't want no mutuals
They gettin' buried in ditches
Ditches be diggin all-day
I got no time for these lames so please get the fuck out of my face
And I just hopped off the jet, straight to the top
Get paper Michael Scott, spinnin like we in a fuckin slot
You cannot handle this
Got emergency, ambulance
When we step into the scene, just make sure that there's no cameras
Police lines round your residence
Round your block and your relatives
And I'm sorry but you can't compete 'cause I'm bout to finish this
I been on dat chicko, bitch, we swingin' on the law
Seen me posted, stickies, them boys fast to break it down, huh
But when we see 'em, them dicks a beaming
I'm bouta tik on a bitch
Finna tok on my dick, boom!
Bow, catch yo wig le split
Smokin yo pack we movin lit
Toked we staying burning bricks
Boned ya bitches she's flipped on sticks
My whole clique just zoomed in dat faster lane
Dome deals yo bishes brain
Tok tik dat extended pole
Vegeto we just powerin up
Fly with me
Slide with me
We mo' lit
My slats feein
Da time tickin
Ya done den
I got dat bit just want dat slide along
I got dat bit up in designer toked
Writer(s): Christopher Blake Yelm, Yung Kage
