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Mach 10 (feat. Destro) Video (MV)




Performed By: Jorden & heircules
Language: English
Length: 1:44
Written by: Max Garcia, Jorden Moktan




Jorden & heircules - Mach 10 (feat. Destro) Lyrics




Uh bitch, I f*ck it up,
You just polishing these rocks like a tumbler
Ain't it funny how I lap all these jewel runners
Make it cruel summer, cop some gap with the new hunnids
God-damnit, got duel drummas,
Make it run pa pum pum at your new honda
And I put that on my mom, like I dropped donda
Kill you with my eyes closed bitch, like a pinata
F*ck an Eiffel dick, bitch, I'm the Royal Tower
F*ck a rifleman, bitch, this is hii power
Kung fu kenny, go nostalgia with this white powder
Mess her whole face up, bitch, f*ck buying flowers
And I twist up in her body, arne arnardo
Got that energy to go up to five hours,
Got a Twist of Hennessy, call it jack harlow
And she marinate this woah, carne asada

Listen,
We're running through the building and we're breaking necks
You got comfy with the crown, I ain't take it yet
Meditation, manifestation, I follow through the threats
I've been the illest goat in the game, somebody call a vet
I practice humble humility, but I talk my shit
Put a grown man in a spliff, homie you want a hit?
These motherf*ckers sitting ducks, egos blowing up
Take a minute, find your holy spirit, bro you've smoked enough
I'm late for the second time, but I sped it up
Mach 10 going on 11, bitch I stepped it up
Stepping on these motherf*ckers, brains on my shoes uh
Shift in silence like it's hydraulics makin they moves uh
Needles in the grooves, theses bitches pickin and choosin
I don't throw shots from my feelings, I let my moods swing
Crash dummies on cue, my aura radiating
These bitches stepping stones, blood up on my shoestrings
Don't focus on the short term and the paper chasing
Place the crown upon my head, I'm the new king
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Uh bitch, I f*ck it up,
You just polishing these rocks like a tumbler
Ain't it funny how I lap all these jewel runners
Make it cruel summer, cop some gap with the new hunnids
God-damnit, got duel drummas,
Make it run pa pum pum at your new honda
And I put that on my mom, like I dropped donda
Kill you with my eyes closed bitch, like a pinata
F*ck an Eiffel dick, bitch, I'm the Royal Tower
F*ck a rifleman, bitch, this is hii power
Kung fu kenny, go nostalgia with this white powder
Mess her whole face up, bitch, f*ck buying flowers
And I twist up in her body, arne arnardo
Got that energy to go up to five hours,
Got a Twist of Hennessy, call it jack harlow
And she marinate this woah, carne asada

Listen,
We're running through the building and we're breaking necks
You got comfy with the crown, I ain't take it yet
Meditation, manifestation, I follow through the threats
I've been the illest goat in the game, somebody call a vet
I practice humble humility, but I talk my shit
Put a grown man in a spliff, homie you want a hit?
These motherf*ckers sitting ducks, egos blowing up
Take a minute, find your holy spirit, bro you've smoked enough
I'm late for the second time, but I sped it up
Mach 10 going on 11, bitch I stepped it up
Stepping on these motherf*ckers, brains on my shoes uh
Shift in silence like it's hydraulics makin they moves uh
Needles in the grooves, theses bitches pickin and choosin
I don't throw shots from my feelings, I let my moods swing
Crash dummies on cue, my aura radiating
These bitches stepping stones, blood up on my shoestrings
Don't focus on the short term and the paper chasing
Place the crown upon my head, I'm the new king
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Writer: Max Garcia, Jorden Moktan
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