Artemis Intro Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Take off Artemis
Know they sending shots but I know they are to miss
Don't pay attention to they posts they all just an artifice
Harder find the Wock but still ain't sippin Par or Tris
What I'm serving got a spectrum but it still ain't hard to dish
I just popped a Watchacallit and it's getting hard to piss
I been taking to the game cuz I know how to Market risk
No hole up in them bitches but you know my pockets Swiss
I'm ducking one time
Crossing state lines
Riding with the mops you know we interstate slidin'
Even though she ain't with me on the road
I still might face time
Guiseppe Zanotti keep the hammer waistline
They find a sack or a bitch it ain't mine
Tell 'em It ain nun but a misplaced dime
I'm talking bout foul play I'm out the baseline
Bussed down with SI's tell em that's a fake shine
It's like straight rhines
She want to get on top we work that same line
Course I'm breaking down some tree it ain the same grind
Split the ticket with your bitch we got the same side
Same bed, new bitch, same lies
Coming for they neck cause we ain't got the same ties
He keep it loaded everytime he gon' shoot the same die
Why she trying lion when we got the same pride
If we talking bout them bars then we ain't the same kind
Yeah we ain the same kind
You ain't put the same time
He just in it for the image that's why he stuck up on the pine
Thought he need some time to catch up ain talkin bout no Heinz
The kid so damn fly might have to start an airline
Never been twelve but still pass it like Stockton
Gettin' the money in the shoebox no deposit
Got a lil trick so I pass like an option
Price keep rising, they never drop like an auction
Run up the numbers so they gotta call me
I'm here for the plunder so I doubled my fees
Wanna Balmain must've been in my jeans
Gotta push weight so I know gotta hang clean
The ho can't be a housewife they don't got the same ring
Support my dawg the long way so I bought his ass a beam
Pack that bitch in traffic man I'm feeling like Embiid
Like I got stage fright I might go and leave the scene
Getting to the green
It's the routine
She acting like I Noah but wasn't never Joakim
Thought we stitched together but it wasn't what it seemed
Would pull her like I'm Steph but only good look behind a screen
So I might drop her
So I might block her
Was never cut, so she still up off the roster
Neck and wrist tennis man I'm feeling like Osaka
No Brett Farve but the lid fitted no copper
Hate to see me on the game but love when I controller
Took his lil hoe so Imma drive her like I stoler
If you put like seven up two liters Coca-Cola
No mechanic somehow I got a tool and Motorola
All the opps get fried stay poppin no Canola
Pockets lookin' skinny had to yoke it no Nikola
Say she deep throat but only got it to her molars
If it miss it ain't mine boy thought I fuckin' told ya
I'm ducking one time
Crossing state lines
Riding with the mops you know we interstate slidin'
Even though she ain't with me on the road
I still might face time
Guiseppe Zanotti keep the hammer waistline
They find a sack or a bitch it ain't mine
Tell 'em It ain nun but a misplaced dime
I'm talking bout foul play I'm out the baseline
Bussed down with SI's tell em that's a fake shine
It's like straight rhines