Lyrics:
girls
With curves and kissers and pearly whites
You better keep an eye on your boys and lock 'em up tight
(Dukes up, baby, dukes up)
You think that
down by the Underground
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf
So just let me introduce myself
My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty
"Baby!"
"X-Ecutioners" "Yea, yea, y'all know the name"
"Stabbin the track with both hands"
"X-Ecutioners" "Yea, yea, y'all know the name"
And influential and I'm mental at the same
Time make it special
Rhyme my rhymes like bullet holes
Fuck the pen & pencil
Make casualty out of foes
Body make
I'm ridin' dirty
Nine by my side so I never worry
Drugs in system my sight kinda blurry
I feel dem hittin my soul is emerging
I just might fuck around
down by the Underground
I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf
So just let me introduce myself
My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
forever on my babies
Realest nigga in the making
Niggas steady fuckin Hating
That shit really overrated
Ain't shit you say is gone Persuade me
Why he
Bitch I'm steppin' when I walk through
ISLA coming real soon
My flow switches up like Kendrick on "Cereal and Cartoons"
Surrounded by nobody's
Get lit
from jackin' to rappin' to runnin' with a pack of mad men
Pull a trick out my sleeve like Aladdin
Some fool tried to play me for a punk I had to have
playa
Cool steppin'
Poolside with my jewels flexin'
Bad bitches goin' two directions
I know she diggin' my ways, yeah
I can't be catchin' the feels
I
slide on em
Put iron on em
Issue them choppa bullets out like
And nigga I ain't sparin' none o' em
I'm steppin' I catch any one o' em
Me and my niggas
I think it's time to leave Berlin
Every atom in me screams the same thing
I burnt the candles at both ends and then
Ate the leftovers with beer
Knew that I was dope
Before steppin inside the booth
You ain't on my level my nigga
Go ask your crew
Don't leave your girl round mine
She pimpin too
plaques and a couple packs of triple magnums
Run it back baby
Hook
Who that peeking in my window
Bouncin' like an instrumental
She can't get enough of my
the truth
So now I'm steppin' away
I can only give so many chances to ya
We all make our share of mistakes
All I ever wanted was the truth
I payed my debts,
to hip-hop
He at the Grammys and still got that shit cocked
Pull out the cameras with me and my bitch out
And take a picture, ain't a hatin' nigga in
[Phonte]
Stan play your horn baby
[horn instrumental break]
[Chorus]
[Phonte]
Uh, for all my steppers
For all my two steppers
E'rybody
ya
Comin at ya in 3d
Ha-ha-ha
?? funkier than that, boy
Check it out
Kick it again
My tongue is spinnin
I follow with Allah and the Father be stoppin
Penthouse when I’m steppin’ out
If you sad then drip it out
If you mad better let it out
‘Cause I’m on my way to a better route
They think they got
no tears hit my face
Never knew that I'd be livin' like this
White walls, video calls, with my baby in my bih
This is 4OUR Productions
Told you pussy
' out My baby said I'm livin' for this music, I asked her what it's all abo=ut She said I'm just a silly girl, this stuff has got me in a whirl
I remain calm, lyrically I got the bomb, when you put me on, I remain calm
It's the 'I remain calm' but for jerks that irk
Come out my humble go
disgrace
Okay, Armament pushin' out the
Pistol, leave 'em aced, Bah!
Armament stone cold starin'
Through the gates, Hold up
When I pull up with my squad,
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