SOS, save our souls
I'm not in premonition of the repetition
Steady throwing hands but I'm kicking the rock
Recognition of the demolition
I'm a f*cking problem and I couldn't be stopped
In position with the intuition
Getting to the chicken if you wanna get popped
This nigga having a beef with me
And recently my brodie was put in a box
I don't got time to go talk on the phone
She wasn't with us so we set her home
Rushing adrenaline, niggas be feminine
Tryna get wicked but we get him gone
Me and my bro we like Uzi and Carti
And choose to be gnarly, like Oochie & Wally
We leave an example if you wanna scramble
His life is a gamble, no kinji hakari
Lost everything and now I cry more
Came in the game with my pride, is still at the door
Same name, same state, but understand
I'm not the man you adore
All that propaganda get ignored
I'm putting my name in the game, they made for show
Paved the way, for show
They do it for fame, it pays for show
It actually turned fatigue into fatality
Casually, casuals made in a casualty
Cavalry called, to get hit with collision
But he done got hit with tradition and tragedy
Council is wanting my head on a platter
I done got left in a city disaster
D&D on my phone, but all I've been hearing lately is a hideous laughter
But bro I'm back in Shibuya in need of a handle
My teacher dying and he's leaving his shambles
A beast that done went on a ramble
We hit him with Fuga, which one is he choosing to die wit
The cleave or dismantle
The sleeve on the handle and they begging for smoke
But they notice they can't even light up a candle
I'm really a demon, like what is the meaning
My problem is is seemingly stemming and ample
I ain't never felt the pressure
I'm feeling like Kobe, I've been on clutch, yeah
See this curse has been among us
I don't really trust them, they've been on sus
They feel the rush
I'm so immaculate, step on a beat and
You know that I damage it
And I'm with the savages, and we be cashing in
And if you talking greasy, we ain't having it
Okay, boy, I'm a beast
Mass destruction when I speak
See the drip, I've been on fleek
And I don't turn the other cheek
Buddy I blast back, know where to find me
Always with a cash, tall with a booty
You know that I smash that
Been on the top, bitch, I've been on a fast track
But I ain't rushing, my team got no halfbacks
I'm loading the semi
And no one's flow is going toe-to-toe with me
I'm floating, homies know I'm known to get busy
For sure, I really let it go when I'm spitting
She overdosing, know im dope with the rizzy
She open to give me the throat when she with me
I'm cool with it, really approaching the pennies
Roll with it, she on it, but no, I ain't 50
Let's go
Ayothatsmari - BLINK! (feat. Austin Simmon) Lyrics
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SOS, save our souls
I'm not in premonition of the repetition
Steady throwing hands but I'm kicking the rock
Recognition of the demolition
I'm a f*cking problem and I couldn't be stopped
In position with the intuition
Getting to the chicken if you wanna get popped
This nigga having a beef with me
And recently my brodie was put in a box
I don't got time to go talk on the phone
She wasn't with us so we set her home
Rushing adrenaline, niggas be feminine
Tryna get wicked but we get him gone
Me and my bro we like Uzi and Carti
And choose to be gnarly, like Oochie & Wally
We leave an example if you wanna scramble
His life is a gamble, no kinji hakari
Lost everything and now I cry more
Came in the game with my pride, is still at the door
Same name, same state, but understand
I'm not the man you adore
All that propaganda get ignored
I'm putting my name in the game, they made for show
Paved the way, for show
They do it for fame, it pays for show
It actually turned fatigue into fatality
Casually, casuals made in a casualty
Cavalry called, to get hit with collision
But he done got hit with tradition and tragedy
Council is wanting my head on a platter
I done got left in a city disaster
D&D on my phone, but all I've been hearing lately is a hideous laughter
But bro I'm back in Shibuya in need of a handle
My teacher dying and he's leaving his shambles
A beast that done went on a ramble
We hit him with Fuga, which one is he choosing to die wit
The cleave or dismantle
The sleeve on the handle and they begging for smoke
But they notice they can't even light up a candle
I'm really a demon, like what is the meaning
My problem is is seemingly stemming and ample
I ain't never felt the pressure
I'm feeling like Kobe, I've been on clutch, yeah
See this curse has been among us
I don't really trust them, they've been on sus
They feel the rush
I'm so immaculate, step on a beat and
You know that I damage it
And I'm with the savages, and we be cashing in
And if you talking greasy, we ain't having it
Okay, boy, I'm a beast
Mass destruction when I speak
See the drip, I've been on fleek
And I don't turn the other cheek
Buddy I blast back, know where to find me
Always with a cash, tall with a booty
You know that I smash that
Been on the top, bitch, I've been on a fast track
But I ain't rushing, my team got no halfbacks
I'm loading the semi
And no one's flow is going toe-to-toe with me
I'm floating, homies know I'm known to get busy
For sure, I really let it go when I'm spitting
She overdosing, know im dope with the rizzy
She open to give me the throat when she with me
I'm cool with it, really approaching the pennies
Roll with it, she on it, but no, I ain't 50
Let's go
I'm not in premonition of the repetition
Steady throwing hands but I'm kicking the rock
Recognition of the demolition
I'm a f*cking problem and I couldn't be stopped
In position with the intuition
Getting to the chicken if you wanna get popped
This nigga having a beef with me
And recently my brodie was put in a box
I don't got time to go talk on the phone
She wasn't with us so we set her home
Rushing adrenaline, niggas be feminine
Tryna get wicked but we get him gone
Me and my bro we like Uzi and Carti
And choose to be gnarly, like Oochie & Wally
We leave an example if you wanna scramble
His life is a gamble, no kinji hakari
Lost everything and now I cry more
Came in the game with my pride, is still at the door
Same name, same state, but understand
I'm not the man you adore
All that propaganda get ignored
I'm putting my name in the game, they made for show
Paved the way, for show
They do it for fame, it pays for show
It actually turned fatigue into fatality
Casually, casuals made in a casualty
Cavalry called, to get hit with collision
But he done got hit with tradition and tragedy
Council is wanting my head on a platter
I done got left in a city disaster
D&D on my phone, but all I've been hearing lately is a hideous laughter
But bro I'm back in Shibuya in need of a handle
My teacher dying and he's leaving his shambles
A beast that done went on a ramble
We hit him with Fuga, which one is he choosing to die wit
The cleave or dismantle
The sleeve on the handle and they begging for smoke
But they notice they can't even light up a candle
I'm really a demon, like what is the meaning
My problem is is seemingly stemming and ample
I ain't never felt the pressure
I'm feeling like Kobe, I've been on clutch, yeah
See this curse has been among us
I don't really trust them, they've been on sus
They feel the rush
I'm so immaculate, step on a beat and
You know that I damage it
And I'm with the savages, and we be cashing in
And if you talking greasy, we ain't having it
Okay, boy, I'm a beast
Mass destruction when I speak
See the drip, I've been on fleek
And I don't turn the other cheek
Buddy I blast back, know where to find me
Always with a cash, tall with a booty
You know that I smash that
Been on the top, bitch, I've been on a fast track
But I ain't rushing, my team got no halfbacks
I'm loading the semi
And no one's flow is going toe-to-toe with me
I'm floating, homies know I'm known to get busy
For sure, I really let it go when I'm spitting
She overdosing, know im dope with the rizzy
She open to give me the throat when she with me
I'm cool with it, really approaching the pennies
Roll with it, she on it, but no, I ain't 50
Let's go
Writer: Amari Jones, Austin Simmon
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