5 flows of death - the otherwise lyrics
gotta get it in fore the beat drop, boil like a tea pot
birds and the g’s i swing from the tree tops
walk like i talk, show ya girl where the g stop
bang on her walls like ya heard when the beat drop
dive in a verse and the words gonna be fly
cape and tux, no nerds when in these tights
right hook left, gonna snap, it’s sleep time
anything i touch, on god, finna be mine
limp when i walk
get a little bit of liquor then i simp when i talk
spit a whole lotta sh-t, that’s me in the chalk
and i’m crossed wit a pit, back it up when i bark
my bite is a b-tch when you creep in the dark
you ain’t vibe to my sh-t then you faint of the heart
tryna stop a man that wanna swing in the park
i’ma knock it out the stands, they amazed when i rock
i’m stayin frozen, k!llin the ozone no sign of explosion
dive in ya b-tch, ain’t no dippin my toes in
i’m breakin my legs or i’m breakin the trojan
the king of my castle, could say that i’m chosen
you bolt for the back like you crafted by mosin
i stay partin legs like descendants of moses
believe it, big homie, the pope even knows it
you panickin a bunch n i’m just chillin in my saddle
got my high horse kickin all the peasants in the rabble
chatter ain’t gone get you sh-t if you can’t back it up in battle
tryna blame ya moms for reasons you that you been a f-ckin -ssh0l-
like alright kyle calm it down, you facin gods that sh-ts impossible
you bring apostles at the fam, that’s bodies into potholes
gobble haters like they ramen, basic b-tches got me full
ain’t gotta tuck my chain when robbin, sh-t is nothin, fake gold
i promise it won’t be no problems if i take the cake n go
but if you try to play a hero, in the bag you fallin slow
i’ll find ya wife in iowa, you know i like to k-m & go
her -ss been posted up at truck stops she cashin like a hoe
f-ck that, give her d-ck, make her swallow the whole stick
take it out her -ss n l!ck, puke up on it little b-tch
i been known to hit n quit, pushin b-ttons this is it
every time i f-ckin dip, they hit me up n start the sh-t
ring my phone like really quick, tryna get it, just the tip
screen the call, gettin lit, tryna find another trick
my time is comin, sh-t, tossin down another benz
i’m blackin out, im feelin sick
i’m blackin out, i’m feelin sick
(sick sick sick sick)
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