Intro ft. Ammo Steez Lyrics

Yeah uh..

All these new rappers, they all sound the same T.A.C. with the new Wu-Tang

My squad go hard in the paint Mask on, ride with yo new chain

Got her on my neck, now I'm two chains Feelin' like Dizzy with my new flame

Cause I can make a girl in my new boo thang Let's be honest, me ain't finna do a thang

If you bought it, let me see you prove it man Now let me tell you who I am

Let me paint you a picture of who it is that I am though

Ammo, hotter than a candle, and so dope Like this shit, they be trappin' right out the

band though They be talkin' bout me like, yeah, that's

the man though If they disagree, don't believe them, they

big fans though I'ma keep grindin' till I need rubber bands

for my cash flow I might even rob a bank though

Burst to the front then run right out the back though

All these bitches think I'm the cutest thing, yeah

Tell them they can blow me to smithereens, yeah

Head got me gone, that's guillotine, yeah And I spit so sick, I need a vaccine, uh

They say, Yamo, I don't understand you, can you slow it down

This a keen shit, homie, yeah, you already got the crown

I pioneered the flow and now they tryna buy my sound

They don't even know what to expect now I been makin' moves and I ain't even tryin' to

Hold up, yeah, my success is like your career times too, uh

You an example of who can beat some weak rhymes, do, uh

And I'm a motherfuckin' GOAT, wonder who I should sign to, yeah

I would probably diss anybody, they finna get bodied

Cause if you think about it, nobody got rhymes like I do, yeah

It's Steez bitches, yeah, I'm out your league, bitch

Still reppin', team gettin' it You ain't made a team, bitch, I'm gone

Yeah, uh, man, that shit don't fly I'm talkin' money cause I got that ride

If my CD don't got it, I'll apply Put it in her sleep when I fuck her

While she sleepin' on the job, uh When she say it's big

I ain't talkin' bout head, yeah, she talkin' bout my dick

Bringin' roses to the fuckin' funeral cause I kill the game

Bein' wanted like a criminal, alright, it's official

Pray that these fuckers run them out, it's simple

I deliver like fetish, she dress it like medic

To me, that's a fetish, you know that I'm playful

Way sharper than pencil, you're simple like cable

I am so able, your story's so fabled Here is the fact, with me, you be careful

So who the fuck in here will be talkin' that shit

I'm over they're head, like a jet plane

Sippin' out a jar, lookin' how your hate grows

I'll be on ah wave point, brake steal your back rolls

Limonada I'm freshin' out, I got a bank it

Like I'm dinnin' at a banquet

And I don't care what they be sayin', though

Sleepin' out my city, never pretty, I'll admit it

I'm Tony Montana like I'm takin' out a cargo

See, bein' fake is not an option

I'll be on another level, you can tell who has a passion

This is the solution for my city bein' slipped on

Spittin' out this fire, all my bodies made of Teflon

So, I think it's late for you

See, I'm smokin' every hater like a pack or two

Cause I'm Jordan and I'm Pippen with the alley-oop

Elvy 9, I got it together like a revenue

I'm about to let it off, spit it raw, set it off

I done did it all, I done said it all

Nothin' but applause once I get involved

Leave them all in awe, droppin' F-bombs on

Every song, I'm sorry mom

I'm 'bout to spawn, when I blow it off

Now I got the S.W.A.T after me

Lookin' for my sums and I'm sorry, mom

But I'm bad, lovin' every gun

Shootin' every hater that I have

Watchin' how they run, watchin' how they run

I don't rap, I just talk

Quick as sippin' malt liquor

Now I got it figured out

Labels wanna talk, figures out

Got it figured that I'm back with no peace

A nice motherfucker rappin' next to a beast

And they know that

I'm beast on the beat, I repeat, I'm beast

I'm the reason that these other rappers keep mimicking

Everything that they see about me and the team

What you think on the key boy