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monarch - $not lyrics

[intro]
she hit me up
freshco made this

[chorus]
just hit me up on my cellphone (ayy)
i’ll pick it up in the early morning
ridin’ fast in a ford
hold up, pull up in a delorean
k!ll a b*tch and my enemies
wait, n*gga, we ain’t frenemies (what?)
n*ggas snakes, but i’m venomous (ayy)
dangerous ’cause i’m marvelous (yeah)
b*tch feel [?] ride a bike
snipe right through that n*gga eye (phew)
one clip, open up the door (ayy)
door is open, no suicide
wartime, throw it on the mic (yeah)
murder sh*t, now they outta sight (ayy)
coming out the door with the light (wassup?)
always win, never lose a fight

[verse]
catch me swervin’ in that suv
humvee army, sh*t green
darth vader, choppa shoot beams
goyard match some margiela jeans
what you trippin’ over, lil’ b*tch? (what?)
it’s okay, she belongs to the streets (haha)
money fat, pockets obese (ayy)
f*cked your b*tch, f*ck the police
picasso and a pink masterpiece (ayy)
had to move a different way (what?)
n*gga, move, get the f*ck out my way
cut ’em up and give ’em boozy face
n*gga with a blade drip, flings (wassup?)
green target, n*gga, shoot, aim (yeah)
yeah, the same sh*t you do ain’t a game
ain’t no resp*wn, change of frame (ayy)
b*tch, why you tryna f*ck me? (what?)
try to f*ck me for my last name (haha)
fortune, fortune, fortune, and fame (yeah)
knock you out of earth into the sp*ce (ayy)
b*tch, what the f*ck you want from me? (what?)
shooter hidin’ on top of the trees (trees)
got a lot of tricks up my sleeves
smokin’ gas, n*gga, i can’t breathe (no)
smokin’ gas, n*gga, i can’t see (uh*huh)
just open up my wings so i can fly
real wings like a monarch (yeah)
chopper iron man, tony stark
vroom vroom, n*gga, push the start
she give me brain, i think that b*tch is smart
she give me brain ’til i fall apart
so cold, heart full of dark

[chorus]
just hit me up on my cellphone
i’ll pick it up in the early morning
ridin’ fast in a ford
hold up, pull up in a delorean
k!ll a b*tch and my enemies
wait, n*gga, we ain’t frenemies
n*ggas snakes, but i’m venomous
dangerous ’cause i’m marvelous
b*tch feel [?] ride a bike
snipe right through that n*gga eye
one clip, open up the door
door is open, no suicide
wartime, throw it on the mic
murder sh*t, now they outta sight
coming out the door with the light
always win, never lose a fight

[outro]
catch me swervin’ in that suv
humvee army, sh*t green
darth vader, choppa shoot beams
goyard match some margiela jeans
what you trippin’ over, lil’ b*tch? (what?)
it’s okay, she belongs to the streets (haha)
money fat, pockets obese (ayy)
f*cked your b*tch, f*ck the police
picasso and a pink masterpiece (ayy)
had to move a different way (what?)
n*gga, move, get the f*ck out my way
cut ’em up and give ’em boozy face
n*gga with a blade drip, flings (wassup?)
green target, n*gga, shoot, aim (yeah)

- not lyrics

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