P.K Nagasaki - Pharaoh (feat. Shootergang Kony) Lyrics

We get up P.I.S.TO.L.A It gotta scope
D.R.A.C.O if he run up that boy aint got no hope
A.R.F.I.F.T.E.E.N that boy run up he float
Now im up now them niggas up and now im at his throat
Gettin up I'mma rude boy interrupt because im rude
Comin clutch Y.O.P.P.A if he run up he lose
Baddie from Saint Louis I fell in love her with her attitiude
Thick around the edges turnin skinny I'm the one she lose
Cuban link diamond rings, and Yo hoe an accessory
If he run up on me hes a lesson he's in history
D.R.A.C.O aint got no scope it chop and it get messy
Run up on me got that metal rock n roll his chest is heavy
Couldnt choose now I'm up I move up I do what I choose
Got them new foamposites pretty penny don't need Yeezy boost
Back then we was eatin ramen noodles syrup sandwich too
Lost a lot of homies now I'm lonely lost some cousins too
On my line now she want me call her ass boo boo the foo
I aint talkin fortnite but we drill and build we keep a tool
I just want that Bentley truck that country club I'm on the move
Lookin like backyardigans I'm drownin I'mma walkin pool
These hoes they be wildin on my lonely they gon't get deleted
Runnin routes I'm 2 for 2 you niggas always stay misleading
My teeth steady shinin and its gleemin but the uzi beamin
You hoe on my phone I do not pick up cuz her ass is feinin
Gettin up I'mma rude boy interrupt because im rude
Comin clutch Y.O.P.P.A if he run up he lose
Baddie from Saint Louis I fell in love her with her attitiude
Thick around the edges turnin skinny I'm the one she lose
Cuban link diamond rings, and Yo hoe an accessory
If he run up on me hes a lesson he's in history
D.R.A.C.O aint got no scope it chop and it get messy
Run up on me got that metal rock n roll his chest is heavy
On the block
I don't run from niggas, I just run from cops
F*ck his bop
Re arrange his body frame and bust his top
Astronaut, Bitch I'm contact high, I lift you from my glock
Like whats a stock, pull up and get blocked, I got like 30 shots
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye
Give a f*ck about nobody, she f*ck around with the f*ck arounds
Snort coke, don't tell nobody
You a bad bitch, you homebody, trynna rack it up like Yo Gotti
Shot first, caught one body, pop niggas don't pop molly
That Peach Ciroc and that Blue Dot, them blue strips my new hobby
Got 10 deep, with them dread heads and them mop heads in the back alley
Bad kids with them big sticks
You steady talkin, next time at me
You don't bang and you don't slang
Fake street cred, get away from round me
Gettin up I'mma rude boy interrupt because im rude
Comin clutch Y.O.P.P.A if he run up he lose
Baddie from Saint Louis I fell in love her with her attitiude
Thick around the edges turnin skinny I'm the one she lose
Cuban link diamond rings, and Yo hoe an accessory
If he run up on me hes a lesson he's in history
D.R.A.C.O aint got no scope it chop and it get messy
Run up on me got that metal rock n roll his chest is heavy
Cuban Link stretch around my neck I'm trynna get that cash
Yo hoe all up me I just curve her fast I need that cash
Playing with my feelings like a hoe you know I gotta blast
Do not run up me he's history now he's in the past
You niggas be shootin with no aim you need to take a class
Didn't think that this shit between made us split ain't lookin back
Play round with my gang we let it bang and now he got toe tagged
Niggas gettin money from they parents claim they get a bag
Gettin up I'mma rude boy interrupt because im rude
Comin clutch Y.O.P.P.A if he run up he lose
Baddie from Saint Louis I fell in love her with her attitiude
Thick around the edges turnin skinny I'm the one she lose
Cuban link diamond rings, and Yo hoe an accessory
If he run up on me hes a lesson he's in history
D.R.A.C.O aint got no scope it chop and it get messy
Run up on me got that metal rock n roll his chest is heavy