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pilot - surge (rapper) lyrics

(hook)
i get fly
b*tch i feel like a pilot
my own drip
i ain’t getting no stylist
i could tell
that you n*ggas ain’t riding
make them mad
cause they hate when i’m smiling
they want beef
i get down like a butcher
like some rope
if i want i could pull her
heating up
yeah i’m fresh out the cooker
keep a drake
like i’m hating on pusha

(verse 1)
aye
bucket sliding
i don’t need a bugatti
solo got it
n*gga roll with a shotty
spitting hard
they be saying i’m c*cky
making paper
this sh*t feel like a hobby
closed circle
rather shine in the open
creasy n*ggas
i could tell you be folding
wavey n*gga
hit the beat and i’m floating
sipping tonic
i be hitting that potion
n*ggas listen
when i get to speaking
i know ian
that boy like a demon
she been calling my phone
on the frequent
she like kids
she gon’ play with my s*m*n
i make hits
i be doing some damage
talking money
in love with my language
and my dame
got a rear like a wagon
it’s a foul
how you n*ggas be flagging
(hook)
i get fly
b*tch i feel like a pilot
my own drip
i ain’t getting no stylist
i could tell
that you n*ggas ain’t riding
make them mad
cause they hate when i’m smiling
they want beef
i get down like a butcher
like some rope
if i want i could pull her
heating up
yeah i’m fresh out the cooker
keep a drake
like i’m hating on pusha

(verse 2)
keon been opening shop
fetti been stuck on the block
where i’m from we don’t say opp
shooting an ob shooting a cop
shoutout to kodak
you already know that
borrowed his sh*t
i’m a give him the flow back
broward galore
where i’m clutching the bow at
send it right to you
right there on your doormat
and this money
this sh*t come with problems
they be coming to me
so i solve them
i been spitting so raw
what’s a condom
she got bubbles
i’m probably gon’ pop them
passing that go
i’m just hoping they ready
cut them right off
you been moving too messy
pockets get fat
like that sh*t got a belly
double d’s on her she rolling with eddy
(hook)
i get fly
b*tch i feel like a pilot
my own drip
i ain’t getting no stylist
i could tell
that you n*ggas ain’t riding
make them mad
cause they hate when i’m smiling
they want beef
i get down like a butcher
like some rope
if i want i could pull her
heating up
yeah i’m fresh out the cooker
keep a drake
like i’m hating on pusha

- surge rapper lyrics

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