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pyrotechnic (the box remix) - henry draw & afflak lyrics

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[chorus: henry draw]
please be frank with me, were you expectin’ this?
i’ve been in my bag but now i’m on the hectic sh*t
you get pr*cked with the th*rns, you dyslecic chick
me and the boys blowin’ up, pyrotechnic, b*tch
i mean, honestly, i’ve been endin’ the lames
we big goats, like lebron james
mr. t, we got on big chains
you swim with the sharks, we flyin’ on planes

[verse 1: henry draw]
no games, but still respect kobe (kobe)
work so hard, i almost od (yuh)
feelin’ just like pop smoke (woo)
‘cause i am the king of my city (yessir)
you get dumber, he get dumber, no key glock
in the summer, hit a hummer, get knee blocked
don’t need a drummer or a mummer, i just need stock
you in the gutter, here the gunner, you just get socked
listen, you’ll find that i’m too appalled and my fist has been bawled up
you worth less than pennies
man i been put on that fauld, this whole thing is your fault
know you tried to stall but timer 20
this sh*t is too toxic, can’t learn it with tr
you changed up on me like it’s jxm or a see*saw
i got glee, shoppin’ spree
mysterious sh*t, no khaled
[chorus: henry draw]
please be frank with me, were you expectin’ this?
i’ve been in my bag but now i’m on the hectic sh*t
you get pr*cked with the th*rns, you dyslecic chick
me and the boys blowin’ up, pyrotechnic, b*tch
i mean, honestly, i’ve been endin’ the lames
we big goats, like lebron james
mr. t, we got on big chains
you swim with the sharks, we flyin’ on planes

[verse 2: afflak]
ha ha ha, call me timmy turner now
it’s fairly odd how these hoes treat me in my house
you want a feature? can’t do that sh*t for free
these b*tch tryna fly like icarus, ho!
[?], drain the blood out the b*tch
murder this beat with my words
then finish it off with my fists
pandora out the box on my famine sh*t
eat you p*ssy rappers like banana split
my rhymes aren’t sweet, they heat like my fit
your girl screamin’ “home run” ‘cause you know i hit
she couldn’t catch my b*lls even with a mitt
drinkin’ mud out the cup, i’m feelin’ real faded, yeah
y’all tryna catch up, but y’all belated
[chorus: henry draw]
please be frank with me, were you expectin’ this?
i’ve been in my bag but now i’m on the hectic sh*t
you get pr*cked with the th*rns, you dyslecic chick
me and the boys blowin’ up, pyrotechnic, b*tch
i mean, honestly, i’ve been endin’ the lames
we big goats, like lebron james
mr. t, we got on big chains
you swim with the sharks, we flyin’ on planes

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