Arrival

Bitch I've, Arrived Pull up and, turn off the, lights I had to, step out in the, night Don't look so, surprised I'm killing all of they vibes Come tag along for the ride Cuz Black Boy, all Black, Gear Late nite, just got, Here I know, I'm top, tier Tell GOD, I lack, Fear Don't care, don't care What they, want here You go and, tell I, Won't share, won't share Stingy nigga, wit da info Timberland wit the tempo I got alot of, muscle memory I'm always, building up my mental I been think bout getting a grill How much you spend yearly On all of your dental (Huh) I see da stunt wit da whips tho I wanna kno, if it's a rental I never had, flex wit da, wrist glow I do not at-tract attention I'm packing, I mentioned So I never care if a bitch boast Wherever, I shoot my shot AND I get, ghost I'm sure that I'm some bitches, sideman But, Nobody do the shit, I can Pulling strings. Mr puppeteer I am While I'm fucking your bitch On my, spy cam I am, crystal clear as, Diamonds F*ck wit me Shortens up your Life span Call a hitter nigga up for five grand You'll be dead before, Reagle arriving Any witness, no surviving You don't know, shit bout survival The shit that i been thru is vital But this, Just the, Arrival Bitch I've, Arrived Pull up and, turn off the, lights I had to, step out in the, night Don't look so, surprised I'm killing all of they vibes Come tag along for the ride I'M Dead pool, dead smooth Dead homies, dead to me You don't know me nigga Got a tricky temper, if I hold the trigger Come to get everything that you owe me nigga And don't punk out, tryna call the police nigga Poltergeist, pump could lifted ya holy spirit Pick a day, pick a crew Pick ya box, pick ya suit If you know, they dig ya Poop emoji on ya tombstone Here lies Mister king shit Pour some liquor on the scene quick Then cover up, the grave wit cement I'm introverted, I don't need shit I'm the grim reaper wit his teeth fix I want chinchillas for my freak bitch Triple the 6, until we rich I'm like yo gotti, in a broke body Hustle strong f*ck you hating for Making dollars, till I make it bruh Making music, but don't make it up Like all natural, all factual Eddie kane, edar casey, flow My dreads growing, now I bait da hoes But Shout my Haitians and Jamaicans tho Ima African, A-merican, tell me Is that why they scared of him They don't want the dark to settle in They control us all, wit da medicine And they hope it's raw, that we peddling Cuz they kno the laws, come and jail the men, and women Tryna live, in their defense. Yall been doing this forever man Tryna get up out this ghetto land, is da plan Getcha metal man. I wish he wood, Get a hobbie, like I was jepetto fam Call a bitch black, yes the kettle can If your wrist match with that metal can So duhh, don't think we ever playing Or soft coffin bed he lay in Bitch I've, Arrived Pull up and, turn off the, lights I had to, step out in the, night Don't look so, surprised I'm killing all of they vibes Come tag along for the ride Cuz