Lyrics:
I'm the man and you gone know quick fast
If I sell it its gone go quick fast
I just might finesse yo ho quick fast
Tell that bitch to drop it low
I'm the man and you gone know quick fast
If I sell it its gone go quick fast
I just might finesse yo ho quick fast
Tell that bitch to drop it low
deal never had no platinum records
Quick to bust my rollie down and go drop 30 on my necklace, nigga
I'm quick to hit that road and get the bag like
with appeal I'm a murderin' son of a bitch
And I'm ill with impeccable skill and a purpose to kill
My mental's made of Michael Myers' mask
(You) Lay
Yeah
(Yeah yeah)
It's Dolph, Migos
Drop that sack off, drop them racks off
Bad bitch in my car, takin' her panties off
We know you real soft,
through
As unfortunate as that may sound
Let me drop
A quick thought
Before
I bottom out
Never forget
That you're
Not alone
As long
As you've got me around
and you hatin' then you gotta go
I'm out this ho, gotta go, bitch, vámonos
Michael Myers on the mic', how I leave ‘em dead
Michael Myers how I'm silent,
again, wrote it quick and they quoted it
Yo, when it exposed, the flow be hold it, 'cause when that motor spit
A-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to get free
Yeah, this for all the real niggas man, ya know
Woo! Yeah (it's gon' be a cold summer)
Yeah, woo, uhh
Go and drop the top, you can feel
the block jumping
Man these niggas tweaking he get popped with that mean muggin
Drop a song and then another nigga we not on beat
You can hit the door quick
Halloween Michael Myers
Halloween Michael Myers
Halloween Michael Myers
Halloween Michael Myers
Halloween kills
Halloween kills
Halloween kills
drippin' (ice)
Give me little something to remember (Cardi)
Tryna make love in a Sprinter (yeah)
Quick to drop a nigga like Kemba (go)
Lookin' like
melts in dark liquor tight joint pressed freely to
Thin lips, smoke whists, counts points on fingers
With rings emblematic of juice he drops talking
don't need to drop dimes like I'm Jackson
But go ahead put something on it
I got shit you couldn't imagine
Posting it Quick, Pose at the ritz
Supposed
know you want it
Rip me to bits and put me together
Drop it
Girl just drop it
I know you got it
I know you want it
Shake it, drop it
She looked at me
Better get it through your head
I'm leaving you dead
Drowned weighted with lead
Cuz I'm a psycho psycho psycho psycho
Michael Myers Michael Myers
eat is if I kill shit
Me and Tech and Hopsin goin’ to pop em
Put em right in the lake hey don’t drop them
Niggas about to get stabbed, grrr
Niggas
go dung pon yuh ed drop dead
Montego bay gyal bad inna bed
Weh di kingston gyal dem deh
Tump it, man fuck yuh mek yuh cum quick, tump it
Si dung
in you)
Freak in you (freak in you)
Is there a freak in you? (Freak in you)
Come and talk to me, oh (oh)
Quick, rush, rush, rush
Baby, just like
the side
Hold on baby, flip over real quick, let me see somethin' real quick
I bet you ain't never seen no shit like this, you'd be surprised
I bet you ain't
in you)
Freak in you (freak in you)
Is there a freak in you? (Freak in you)
Come and talk to me, oh (oh)
Quick, rush, rush, rush
Baby, just like
And get 30 on consignment
We the reason niggas in
Their 20's get retired
Flight attendees know us yeah we
Quick to tip the pilot i'm quick to drop 10
the competition Michael Myers let me find em
Ain't no run and hiding set up the reminder
Go and grab the timer
Hit the buzzard time em
From the start to finish
Some some of these niggaz don't know what they in fo when they fuckin with
Some killaz, killaz, killaz, killaz
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
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