fiyah antz - dead antz lyrics
[verse 1: pt smirk]
i see you f-cking scheming
i ain’t crazy but i’m feeling all the f-cking treatment
and now you got me screaming
you messing with the heathens
so now i’m creeping up and beatin’ you until you bleeding
these n-ggas really pleading
[hook: pt smirk]
i don’t f-ck with no snitch, b-tch
loaded up the clip with
explosives for you nit wit
n-ggas talkin’ sh-t sh-t
but he really spits it
and he don’t admit it
so you better cl!ck quit, get hit
i don’t f-ck with no snitch, b-tch
loaded up the clip with
explosives for you nit wit
n-ggas talkin’ sh-t sh-t
but he really spits it
and he don’t admit it
so you better cl!ck quit, get hit
[post-chorus: pt smirk & hilo]
colony -ssemble
dead antz boutta rob some hittas
we aboutta chop some hittas
i don’t recognize myself when i look in the mirror
colony -ssemble
dead antz boutta rob some hittas
we aboutta chop some hittas
i don’t recognize myself when i look in the mirror
[refrain: hilo]
if you got a problem take it up with somebody
we be real cool cruising in the maserati
she got shaky knees, shaky knees, she a model
i like double d’s, double d’s on her body
if you got a problem take it up with somebody
we be real cool cruising in the maserati
she got shaky knees, shaky knees, she a model
i like double d’s, double d’s on her body
[verse 2: hilo]
loose lips, runny mouth, y’all be talking ya sh-t
i get rude, i get loud, i’m obnoxious as sh-t
this a crude kinda sound, wishy washy all that
you get booed by the crowd, pishy poshy all them
3500 on the register
i just leave the body on the f-ckin’ floor
if that ain’t your loved one who you cryin’ for?
yeah, my ego big as sh-t, talkin’ dinosaur
3500 on the register
i just leave the body on the f-ckin’ floor
if that ain’t your loved one who you cryin’ for?
everyone gets silent when i hit the door
[refrain: hilo]
if you got a problem take it up with somebody
we be real cool cruising in the maserati
she got shaky knees, shaky knees, she a model
i like double d’s, double d’s on her body
[hook: pt smirk]
i don’t f-ck with no snitch, b-tch
loaded up the clip with
explosives for you nit wit
n-ggas talkin’ sh-t sh-t
but he really spits it
and he don’t admit it
so you better cl!ck quit, get hit
i don’t f-ck with no snitch, b-tch
loaded up the clip with
explosives for you nit wit
n-ggas talkin’ sh-t sh-t
but he really spits it
and he don’t admit it
so you better cl!ck quit, get hit
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