Tease (feat. RiseAboveHell)
Hello
Hey
What's good
Why you send me those pictures
What do you mean why I sent you those pictures
Why you send them
I was just teasing you
Hmmm
She wanted flowers
I wanna fuck
She never got flowers
I got the nut
Powers get stripped
Start giving a fuck
Partition my ride
Neck in the truck
Them niggas hurt
Come settle your fuss
Them bitches broke
Try leveling up
I used to go plain
The bezel is bust
I can see triple
My level is up
She know I'm next
So she wanna blow me soup
Selfish mood
Just my Glock ride while I roll in coupe
Panoramic
That ceiling slide
Love rolling the roof
Never nervous in interrogate rooms
On gang
Never told them the truth
Over the stories
Now show me the proof
Uh
Blitz for the paper
Rock a syringe
My needles stick
Eat what you kill
Might toss her a bin or two
Imagine I feed a bitch
Smoke to the masses
Carry the matches
Reach to the throne
And I keep it lit
I love all my hitters won't speak on objectives
Them niggas so secretive
I only link shorty once
She loves to send me pics
I love a teasing bitch
I know that she need a rich
She got bigger plans
And I'm just a piece of it
Borrow the pussy
You niggas get stuck
I never considered on keeping it
Play like a pop star
On some Bieber shit
I get on my demon shit
Uh
Teach niggas
Follow suit
I show where that breesh thicker
I get to tossin rounds in this bitch
Uh
Shit not no flea flicker
I can shoot two
Niggas judge me wrong
I'm more than some flea nigga
Too on my dick
Niggas be off
Uh
What's up with these glee niggas
Erase your value
Battle this barrel
Uh
Could never be me nigga
Damn
Back in the zone
Like we Giannis
Can't learn this in college
I got heat for all my colleagues
Let's see who's the hottest
All my girls think they the finest
They compete for diamonds
Do what I say
Yeah
Call me Simon
RiseAboveHell
Your sponsor
RiseAboveHell
A monster
I'm a heavy metal rock star
Laugh to the bank
He he he
Ha Ha
You ain't tryna see me go far
With the CasaMigos
I say hola
Hey
Momma shake a lil closer
In the back of them parks like Rosa
Smokin on Za
My eyelids close up
Say that you shoot but you never get close up
This is Harlem
We don't drive by
I got a whole lot of pain in my soda
I just made the drink tiedye
Just pulled another trick
I went ta-da
How the fuck I'm not in your top five?
We catch a opp
Now we giving out high fives
Pussy thought he had nine lives