Champion la Deceased - One Fifty Six Am Lyrics

Ya'll got me f*cked up
Do not me ask to collab then dip
YUH YUH YUH OKAYYYYYYYYYYYY... HUH...

Goyard on my chest cost me 'bout fifty (yeh yeh)
99 ways to go and put it in her kidney
Fly a private jet and I take it to the Sydney
Talk snuff boi and I might take your girl's kitty

Auto M.A.R wrist pull the clasp and untwist
Broke bois in my cloud talk about a mist (ch ch)
Spray spray dash Windex off the checklist
Pull the park brake on a Porsche watch that German drift (skrrrt)

No weapons be shorter than my knee socks (pew pew)
I'm choppin' slop cops risky yield stocks up
Green mark checkup blood stains cleanup
Watch it windup whats the holdup Pileup (WOOSH)

(KILLAMANJARO)

Pussy so smooth but it lookin' like a ham sand...
Which motherf*cker be talking so grand
I hit you blindside and its all for the damned (say wah)

But my chain is so icy yeah
I flip it and I dice it yeah
Make your girl crazy yeah
Lazy so f*ck it yeah (phew)

Now I'm putting pink slips on every car
Party rockstar jawns hitting like a lobsta (ohhhkay)
Bitch get off my wand not Harry Potta
Flick of the dick turn 'round helicopta (poof poof poof)
Whippin' in the Prius now you can call me Sauce Walka (OHWEEEEE)
Shootin' some threes pull up I'm a talka (gawdamn)

George Foreman boutta flip and boutta toasta ya'll (on God)
Ridin' up the rollercoasta waiting for the downfall
Spirit of Ecstasy nickname outlaw
Big forehead ass lookin' chiahuahuah (lean wok)

No I don't deal with no packs or no drugs
Only lovin' in the sweetness of hugs
Homies pull up with the juice and the sauce
Not on my side well then ITS YOUR LOSS... (CHYEAAAAAH)