Lyrics:
Nuttin bout you, your crew, because you talk shit
I'm the Lethal Weapon boy, ridin the apocalypse
If you're in my way, then lay beneath the ground soon
Little weapon
Little weapon
Little weapon
Little weapon
I killed another man today
Shot him in his back as he ran away
Then I blew up his house wit
money, verder zoek ik niks
Ik heb die burner
Ja dit word murder
Ik heb die [?]
Ja dit word murder
Ey
Ik zeg je ik ben tijdloos net als Kevin met
then could get a soccer ball
That's what my commander says
How old? Well I'm like ten, eleven
Been fighting since I was like six or seven
Now I don't
Nuttin bout you, your crew, because you talk shit
I'm the Lethal Weapon boy, ridin the apocalypse
If you're in my way, then lay beneath the ground soon
tankou s'on enkoni (ouh ui)
Paske m te tirel tankou x (xx)
M konnen m pa janm gen foli (no)
M mete nan limit f(x) (limit)
Flanbe flanbe flanbe net (flanbe)
a weapon of mass destruction [Repeat: x2]
(boo-boo-boo-boom, uh, uh, uh, uh)
I spray the Tesla X, you need a new body (skrrt)
Fifty K, got my bitch a new body (ah)
You internet niggas, y'all punani (err,
My words are weapons, I use 'em to crush my opponents
My words are weapons, I never show no emotion
My words are weapons, I use 'em to kill
My words are weapons, I use 'em to crush my opponents
My words are weapons, I never show no emotion
My words are weapons, I use 'em to kill
a mess, mess, mess, mess, mess, mess, mess
Have ya weapon, weapon, weapon, weapon, weapon, weapon, weapon, woo
I chop an eight on her breast, nine grand
Cash out ten k
Finna cop a wrist watch
Paper say go get em
All black fit I look like venom
Chopper kick like tekken
Two dracos thats lethal weapons
We
boşa
Dönen her tilkinin duvarda postu
Bridge
Daha net daha net x4
HOOK
Git düşünmeden etmem endişe edilen küfürler yalan her sözden daha net daha net
It's coming (7x)
It's bout to go down like
(Nothin' but net nothin' but net)
Shots are goin' up like
(Nothin' but net nothin' but net)
You got to leave
This a real stepper exclusive
Step with that weapon get hit with that Wesson
'Round the 373 we totin' fat shit, you better duck or get hit with that
Patrouilleer je block no escape net raven
Geen Tom & Jerry ik chase en veeg hem
Slap corn uit die woosh als je rent in de ends zie ik hem in een
ready)
Automatic weapons and Giuseppe's (y'all ain't ready)
Five pack, ten pack, twenty pack (twenty packs)
Thirty pack, forty pack, fifty pack (fifty
, pas net
J'crois qu'j'suis pas le premier
Ouais
Pas net pas net
J'viens d'une lointaine planète
(x2)
Suffit De parler
Moi j'suis pas né d'la
Huh
Weapon x
I do this by reflex
Fuck my ex
Tryna fuck my ex
Weapon x
I do this by reflex
Cut the check
Tryna get the check
Weapon x
Weapon x
Weapon
Hold up keep stepping
Drop you down won't see you in heaven
Big 38 when I'm stepping
Tuck that pole keep it for the weapon
Off your brother, Stephen
He would use to change me
and I know that I gotta die daily
cuz if I don't then the life I would live on this earth would be crazy
Crazy (4x)
man I
the net
And four, you catch the man (catch the man)
You catch the man (the man)
You catch the man (the man)
I'm looking for this man
To sell him
the net
And four, you catch the man (catch the man)
You catch the man (the man)
You catch the man (the man)
I'm looking for this man
To sell him
bestfriend
Left finger prints on them weapons
But ima make it threw cuz im Destined
Swear im different, ima X Men
Cyclops with tech in hand
The knife on it was
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