El Tirador

So I open up, it’s cold as f*ck, don’t notice us Young nigga just hold my cup You bad as f*ck, not bad enough, you had to much Now you looking sad as f*ck Niggas talk Bitches talk Niggas flex Niggas flaunt It’s all cap I won’t talk The life will talk, my mic is up, the Midas touch It’s all facts Oh jeez Back on my old steez O jeez Fake niggas folding Oh me Feels like floating On these Waves on the ocean Oh shit It’s like 2 in the morning Mac called Two liters of that oh wee Codien Got niggas moving slowly Oh sheet Shawty starting calling On me Oh s Niggas wanna know ho I got that shit how I pop my shit How I start my shit How I floss and shit With the dogs and shit Watch so big like a clock and shit Billy walk that shit Don’t top now whip Low tops my kicks On god that’s it Pop your tops Niggas getting popped and popped and popped and popped Nigga better Play your part You lost the plot you lost your part You lost you cards The autumn falls Shine Audemars Spaceships gone to Mars I got a some stars It’s not a star It’s shiny Shining Blinding Hide it Before I’m Locked in a bloody at asylum Silence Violence Lying Dying All this shit going on but I’m still Vibing Mileage Flying Pilots Diamonds Antique verses like my shit all timeless High end Timing Lightings Wilding King of the stoners finna call me your highness Verses got a nigga content with blindness Killing all these niggas with my words I might just If she don’t know Virgil she best take it off She wanna cuff based off the shit I cop 21 bitches I know that’s a lot But I keep it like thugger all my shits on hot Cartier glasses for Cartier thots My bottles in fire, that shit Molotov Chasing Jewish money, young sai mazes tov But I keep it like gunna All my shit on hot Hot Hot Hot Turn up the nod Hot Hot Hot