Sweat-EZ - Anarchist Aesthetic (feat. John Solo) Lyrics

Anarchist aesthetic when I'm dropping these bombs
Bitch I'm so hot you can only grab me with tongs
Hittin it right but I'm doin so wrong
Shooting my shot but I'm not playin no pong
You were there for the beginning
But get ready for the end
My patience is thinning
Bout to throw your life in a bend
Having trouble choosing
A Lincoln or a Benz
Sorry that I'm so offensive
But I've never had to defend
Spinning foreign tires
Light the pavement on fire
Better watch your back
Before you're up in a flyer
Killing this game
Like I was a gun for hire
Thought I was broke
I was just getting rewired
I just want them to tell my story
Not doing this for funds, just the glory
Not getting what I mean? This is allegory
These bars too noticeable don't try to ignore me
I'm chasing the day
Where I won't worry about pay
From the beats im killing these days
I don't wanna play
I'm out for the slay
Paper ain't callin you boi
So put that phone away
I ain't you something you can imagine
I'm not even something you can fathom
Betta back up fore I turn you into atoms
God called upon me like I was lost in chasm
Always first man, callin me Adam
Like what else can I say?
I'm in this game to stay
Pouring shots of liquor
Into a big cup of ye
I always win bitch where's my parade?
Stick with me and I'll drop some fire every f*ckin day
Shooting my shot like LeBron I'm 6 8
Leaving scraps? Boi I'm taking the whole plate
Every time you spit it's a horrible waste
But you can't escape these bars
No fire escape
Feelin like a god when I'm in this bitch
I'm causing destruction that's the sitch
Lyrics be tight just like a stitch
Boi f*ck a 9 cuz I got my 6
Oh there he go again
He's pullin up in a Benz
Flexing ain't his life
But it still make us repent
Ez they say may your reign never end
I'm going hard in this bitch, y'all getting bent
But enough about that bother
Cuz I'm goin farther
Then you can imagine
Ez got a platinum?
Cuz he be killing it
I can tell in the way
You bump your head when you be listenin
Ez so villainous
He's the only one real in this
Working with Solo
Now I be runnin shit
Voice so divine
Move over bitch cuz now it's EZ's time to shine
Bitch I'm a threat
Leave your studio dead
Walk out the place
And paint the city red
Got my cousins with me
Take it to Houston, Whitney
Now I got yo bitch wit me
She love that EZ D
Cuz my kind of spitting
Is what it's supposed to be
Picking out cards
While I'm picking out cars
Lick down on yo bitch
Then I'm stealing her heart
Reppin 2 0 3
By now you should know not to mess with me
Stronger than average
Boi he's such a savage
Give me some pussy
And then I'm gonna ravage
Im living lavish
Flexing with cabbage
You know it's my job
Not bringing any baggage

Woah
Oh God
Dammit I been on my shit
Talkin' to all of the people who know me about how I stay always makin' them hits
I been the kid
Since the beginning I knew I was it
I just be flowin' like under a bridge
I'm talkin' water you know what I said
Drift on me now and I put you to bed
Murderous rapper I stay with them trappers I gotta make moves today
F*ck up the budget I said it I done I ain't gotta prove my way
I just be schemin' I'm cold and I'm feinin' I got on my jewelry
Chain always shinin' I rock when I'm grindin' I really can't lose today
Who you know trappin' like I do?
Ball with this shit like I'm Michael
Came a long way from the high school
Now I go play for my idols
Steppin' to me you my rival
I keep it holy like Bible
Murder the flow homicidal
Stay runnin' game never idle
Lemme get a bitch with a real fat ass
Do all that
Man she go all day
Ain't got time for the hoes
But I ride with 'em doe
Got flows locked in my bank
Yeah I stay with the hits
I bang with the shit
Y'all scheme tryna get in my way
Man I stay up runnin'
No brake lights on it
I'm gassed up in my lane, aye