Lyrics:
gon' have that in my hand and don't shoot it
I'ma abuse it - bust hollows like Cupid bust arrows
I only put hollow tips in my barrel
You want to battle -
that shit a triple triple
My flow is typhoon rap, it's deeper than an ocean ripple
Our hollow tips will hit you
Leave you with an altered nipple
that's a no-no
Say what you want, don't let it talk for you
And that's my word, I'll have this hollow tip stored for you
Chorus 2x
[Noyd]
One time
freefall make you feel some of these
Oh by hollow tips pinned in your ass
Get off the Earth the fact that you even in my class
Yo
All my live niggas get
ride wit a nine and dem hollow tips
Lift niggaz like a chrome hydraulic switch
Wit a hood rat in the car that swallow dicks
So good that I got P
hollow tips, I'm dripping in this Gucci raincoat
Security won't pat me, niggas won't at me
Same nigga that saved the West with a bald head and some
simply, I'm horrifyingly empty
Spittin darts on the tip of a glacier used for my hide-out
Rock crush or german suplex, watch spines slide out
you never seen my wrists with handcuff bruises
I got them hollow tips, to stick up in the AR's
Detectors in the dash, to pick up on the radar
Stash
Abbey National
(Ooouah) that was an experimental
Now it's standard on instrumental
I do it in the rave and everybody goes mental
The raving crew turn far
a piece better hurry
Got off our knees and putting arrows on our tip
But there's really no need for you to say we ain't shit
Got up the cheese by telling
pullin' they cards
Who is these niggas that fall to they knees
And holdin' they stomach when my bullets spark?
Think about hollow tips just piercin' your
bumpers dig 'em up
Hit 'em up wid a hollow tip till they can't feel shit man I'm so sick
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Bart]
It could be so artificial, juss like
Shawtmane follow my drip
Smokin rapper weed it’s all in my whip
Hollow tips bitch they all in my clip
Block the bitch she keep calling my shit
Fine as hell
ik they hating cause we da shitt
Yea we say fck da opps yea we thuggin on dat bs Glock automatic it be some hollow tips
Dats yo bitch I take her
Followed by a swirl I do my thing I check the list off
Power to the brink I'm bout to risk it all
Curling to the curve leaving ink from buzz to tip off
tips
We loaded, we loaded, we loaded
Aye, Milly say gang, I don't think these folks hearing me
We chosen, we chosen, we chosen
Come shop by the pound, we
using a mirror
You can't bite your own teeth
You can't taste your own tongue
And you can't touch the tip of this finger with the tip of this finger
die that easy
Killing me is like killing Kratos
Gotta do more to defeat me
We could go to war if it need be
Bro blast hollow tip bullets
Damn it used
I see the doubt in your eyes,
As I get high,
And let my mind fry,
I let my soul cry,
On these Instrumentals,
As I rot and die,
Time flies by,
As I say
again I ain't missing
These hollow tips hitting his eye
She said that it's up with me
Flexin on my ex like savage
I ain't got No Heart with me
Waitin
live by
Lets get one thing I won't turn on my bros
BND just know them three things tied to my soul
Fuck around catch something hollow tip lead dumping
you think he a Leo (huh?)
Like, whoa, wait, whoa, no
Hollow tip rip through his dome,
I know he grown
Kidnap his mom, leave her dead back at home
I've
chest see-through
But on the low though I'll show you how them hollow tips eat through,
Your legs, your back, your head and your hat
You better watch
young juice my
Niggas spied the pussy like a scope
Since you pussy I'ma send these hollow tips down your throat
Killa killer murder murder flip that
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