lirik lagu ebcephas – excellence
i got the game up in a chokehold yeah its in a trance
i know them boys gettin upset watchin my money dance
the plug just hit me said my package is about to land
you f~ck with me i’ll know yo broke ass out yo f~ckin vans
flexin boy im off the wall, i got them boys they stressin bad producin cortisol
and if you ask about me they gon say im known to ball
i mix the molly with the lean and watch that sh~t dissolve
you boys sippin fentanyl
yeah
cause i make bands ain’t sh~t funny you boys really known to slip keep yo pants up lil dummy
steady coolin wit yo b~tch and yo mans acting funny, ain’t got sh~t else going for you, you a fan little buddy
god d~mn
when i walk up with that heater he wasn’t chillin on his block and none his homies were neither
im good to chill on any block dont need no pass or no visa
f~ck the detectives and the cops cause i ain’t talkin to either
and if they catch me on a charge ill disobey the subpoena
unspoken rules and politics boy you can’t search up or read em
the streets get h~lla hungry me and mario we gon feed em
and shoutout to duke and geo they remain undefeated
god d~mn
i ain’t never gettin bored i get h~lla money
i see you hatin’ on the gram that sh~t h~lla funny
i only put him in a pack cause he was bad at runnin
they all be watchin my success they sayin “man thats something”
yo b~tch is coolin in my bed boy come and get her buddy
i do it better than you and i get it wetter buddy
i know you angry typin comments boy you h~lla dutty
and if you pull up to my crib ill let it empty on you
six figure movin tryna make it to seven
i pull up on you with a wessun ion need an eleven
if you buck up to me boy you know ill leave you disheveled
but if you need some bubbles bloxrr know i got the connections
i know im movin h~lla hot but makin bread i was destined
you was born to be a bum and i was born to be great
its levels to it you and i could just never be the same
you trippin if you think im out here giving handouts to day
and they dont even gotta ask me know im down to ride
ill shoot you in you f~ckin chin if you get outta line
and if you got exotic weapons know im boutta buy
i see right through they gangsta act they dont know how to lie
that boy was typin on the gram but now he outta time
im boutta pull up on him now he hollering just like a child
its funny whenever i pull up i just better sh~t
if they described me in a word they probably would say excellence
i ain’t never gettin bored i get h~lla money
i see you hatin’ on the gram that sh~t h~lla funny
i only put him in a pack cause he was bad at runnin
they all be watchin my success they sayin “man thats something”
yo b~tch is coolin in my bed boy come and get her buddy
i do it better than you and i get it wetter buddy
i know you angry typin comments boy you h~lla dutty
and if you pull up to my crib ill let it empty on you
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