Akuma - Action 9 Lyrics

I been looking fa dis bitch so I could throw a band in it
I might hit my fans sister
I'm might cop a pair of Ricky's
Inna booth rocking like they threw a f*cking band in it
Pockets too thick yo shit look like it got sand in it
Shawty say she wanna get it in , but she got a man
I might do a name change I'm akuma matata man
Circle like a Funyun ion got a lot of friends
Shit, I ain't shumpert but, every single game I drop a 10
Steady talking bout my bands because I got em up
They want me to quit but ain't nobody stopping nun
They want me to drop but, ain't nobody dropping nun
This the EP y'all been waiting for, I guess I'm that artist now shit
I been looking fa dis bitch so I could throw a band in it
I might hit my fans sister
I'm might cop a pair of Ricky's
Inna boof rocking like they threw a f*cking band in it
Pockets too thick yo shit look like it got sand in it (F*ck?)
I got backend pockets shawty I jus add it in
Exotic pack take you to the wonderland, like u Alice
Shawty 18, I'm 15, I can't tell the bitch
Momma call my phone I'm 13 found out I'm selling shit
You ain't never caught a case then you can't tell me bout the raw
You ain't never got a plate you steady asking for the salt

I was a kid selling shit ain't know shit tryna fit in washing dishes
Then my homie flipped I had to take the fall

I was hitting licks way before teejay came out
Inna studio ill be dropping 3k out south
Run it up jus like a race I do my relay I'm out
I think her name Caroline feel like aminè I'm bout to get it in
Shawty tryna let me hit but shawty still tryna be friends

Talked to shawty onna phone and I'm like would you let a rapper hit
She say she been waiting for some rapper dick

I'm like cool gotta play it smooth so I could hit it from the bike n shit
Like it's Minecraft put me on the map n shit
Treat this life like a horse you can't put me on the back of it
Told me that she like me cause I'm masculine
I be smoking garden f*ck a square I ain't talking Madison goofy

S/o Madison square garden man book me fa show Chicago to New York
F*ck you talm bout

Controlling my emotion I can't get offended
I feel like a GameCube try to play me I ain't get the credit
I deserved for the shit, put in work for this shit
Spit it from the soul, metaphors and verbs in this shit
FREEDAINDUSTRY I know you heard bout that shit
They got Kodak in the jam shit, free him out the can
Like it's Campbell, I need chicken noodles in my hand
Wit a rubber band so I could hit the running man, hit the sister of my fan
I been looking fa dis bitch so I could throw a band in it
I might hit my fans sister
I'm might cop a pair of Ricky's
Inna boof rocking like they threw a f*cking band in it
Pockets too thick yo shit look like it got sand in it
I got backend pockets shawty I jus add it in
Exotic pack take you to the wonderland, like u Addison
Shawty 18, I'm 15, I can't tell the bih
Momma call my phone I'm 13 found out I'm selling shit
You ain't never caught a case then you can't tell me bout the raw
You ain't never got a plate you steady asking for the salt

I was a kid selling shit ain't know shit tryna fit in washing dishes
Then my homie flipped I had to take the fall