quasar. - yungtopaz lyrics
b-tch i’m floatin’, and i’m f-ckin’ supersonic
blow up planets, i’m atomic, my brain is so outta logic
what i’m shootin’, h-lla toxic, bring the smoke because i want it
my rappin’ is food for thought, and you n-ggas is lookin’ hungryyy
b-tch i got the ice (ice, ice)
i been sayin’ that like one too many times (what the f-ck?)
pressin’ f-ck n-ggas who gettin’ outta line (outta line?)
yeah i’m topaz like a star, i’ma shine
i’m a god, so divine
yeah, i got my sp-ce rocks (ice, flex)
i play drums, mess wit me you gon get rocked (f-ckin’ socked)
play wit guns, mess wit me you gon get popped
got the whole f-ckin’ universe on lock
gang goin’ to the top
gotta laser beam aimin’ at ya f-ckin’ neck
down to get a check, always flexin’ on my ex
drippin’ sauce, got the industry kinda wet
i want alla smoke, like a cigarette
i’ma dark night dummo like my name is trippie redd
a f-ckin’ alpha dog, bout to make a f-ck n-gga upset
goin’ high as f-ck, like i’m takin’ off in a jet
y’all f-ckboys beefin’, talkin’ on the internet
like blah, blah, blah, everything you say is mesh
i’m about to go insane, all yall n-ggas smokin’ sess
b-tch i’m workin’ round the clock, topaz never get no rest
f-ck wit me, y’all n-ggas need a laser proof vest
i be shootin’ cross the galaxy like comets, i’ma mess
leavin’ planet after planet, allem muhf-ckas dead
i’ma promise y’all n-ggas topaz up next
got this muhf-ckin’ heart, in my soul, in my chest, yuh
i secure the f-ckin’ bag up on mars, n-gga
i take out alla my enemies like godzilla
b-tch you bad as f-ck, i might go hit da stars wit ya
she was lookin’ fine and lonely like a bartender
so i hadda out my mack game on a thousand eight
dedicated to this game like a devoted saint
walkin’ wit a f-ckin’ limp when i tote da bank
i’ma be a -ssh0l- till i get a wraith
i’m a god, so i’m playin’ wit you n-ggas’ faith
ambient trap, this is what i innovate
i’m a broke rich n-gga, so i rent a bape
i’ma put dem hunnid dolla bills in her face
yuh
all y’all n-ggas doubting that i am a boss
yeah yo b-tch eatin’ me and it don’t matter what da cost
i’ma knock you in da jaw, have you talkin’ wit a lisp
when you saw me in person, i made you my lil b-tch
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