Revere ft. OCD Kupid Lyrics

It's not even 2020 bitch but my vision crystal clear

Ridin wit' my dawgs at midnight like I'm Paul revere

All these rappers mid type and I'm the one that they revere

Couple hollows bussin' Danny Phantom make you disappear

Buzzin' like some bees going right past your ear

Bars in the vault that could end your fuckin' whole career

Started from the bottom never really thought we'd make it here

Better watch the charts we gon' be there in about a year

Bitch quit all that talking no that's not the shit I wanna hear

Steady drippin water but still gettin' judged by all my by peers

I don't give a fuck imma win while they drown in tears

Bitch I'm Freddy Krueger I be feeding offa all your fears

Pull up with the rueger treat you like some beef and get you seared

Damn that's hot

Aye aye aye

I don't care 'bout what a bitch say

I know that he bitch made

Pull up on a pussy cut him open with a switchblade

Then stick dick in his bitch face

Big ole stick let it hit when the trenches spray

Forty shots beating up his face Muhammad Ali

Put that boy inside an early grave for fucking with me

Bullet in his braces knock out his teeth

That bitch a munchkin for lunch she gone eat on my eat

Woah she a hoe she a treesh

Pass the mic over to ELB

Say she wanna eat me like a pickle I'm a big dill

Pourin' up a liter after poppin' off a big seal

Wok up in the cup I ain't sipping on no NyQuil

Getting suited up jus' to go and hit a night drill

You ain't worth the bullets getting hit up with the knife steel

You is not a rapper truly nothing but a hype deal

If your fans need real bars shit tell 'em I'll be right here

Aye

Forty-five finna pop 'till my wrist break

You been making claims in your diss but that shit fake

Take the L I got a dub bitch I been great

Give her slut dick and then fuck on her friends face

Whack ass cappin ass rapper you a bitch boy

OCD this our year we making big noise

Nardo Wick 'cause I been playing with the big toys

Rich ass gangster I'm hanging with the big boys

Got on her knees got some sins to repent boy

You know I'm truly better that's the reason you resent boy

Pull up in the jeep and the windows got a tint boy

Pull up to the function bumpin' I'm already sent boy

Got up in your feelings now I know you really bent boy

Treat you like some money we about to get you spent boy

Bum buh bum um um buh bum na na na na

Fuck all of this mumbling shit

I might just pull up and I skirt off and I rumbled his bitch

Got the chop big glock came with the switch

When I get pissed off knock his limbs off and that's it (ugh)

Since a lil' jitty kid I jus' been a rugrat

Wanna hit a lick ask my bitch where my gun at

Only blue bills you know I keep it a hunnid

Everything you flex about I swear I done done it (ahh)