
schizophrenia Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Attention, flight 605 to Tokyo is ready for departure
Why the fuck you gotta lie, dawg
A nigga want blood on my face
My niggas, they pull up with guns and guns and they pull up, they shootin' with case
I'm pullin' up, yeah, you a fucker, ain't pull up with animals, pull up with hate
My niggas, they pull up with guns and pull up with animals, shootin' at your place
Know you not safe, but I know where you at, where you stay, dawg
If he talkin' that shit, I pull up with niggas, that shoot, where you prayin' they spray, dawg
I'ma just fuck with that one bitch then she gon hop in a new dick
These niggas, they talkin' that tough shit, I'ma pull up with a stick
They hittin' on me cause they're different
I'm stackin' it against the ceiling
I tell that lil' bitch just to bring her friends
I'm huntin' the snakes and I'm countin' this
That bitch is not emo
Hop on the beat, the shit gon' go
The nigga want some, I buy some and smoke
I pull up with niggas, they blow up, shit show
That nigga, he ugly, he look like a mole
He fuck with that bitch cause she movin' too slow
Talkin' about me now, I'm fuckin', I don't hold down
Call back later, if she yo bitch, later
Nigga so slow, nigga, he move like a dummy
He look like tomato, I wanna go
I'ma just run on the beat, you know I'ma make it
You know I'ma make it, ayy
I don't even gotta talk on the beat
I can just talk my shit
Then when I'm talkin' bout nothin', I pull up with niggas, we should do just grill
Now I'm just switchin' my normal, voice, how you the fuck u gonna feel
Now I'm just switchin' my normal
I'ma talk, I'ma say it right, and he feels
I don't even need no nothin'
I don't even need no nothin'
I don't even need no nothin'
I don't even need no nothin'
I just showed you that shit right there, like
I don't even gotta like
Yeah
Nigga, they talk that fake shit when I'm back on the beat
That nigga wanna talk all that lame shit, but he pull up on speed
How the fuck I'm supposed to tolerate lame shit when you pull up with me
These niggas, they talkin' that lame shit
Get the fuck off my D
I'm rappin', just talkin' bout tough shit
Like just get off my d
You a number
These niggas, they capping on me
I'ma just talk about livin' in a real outer space
Nigga wanna talk about that shit when you smokin' on fake cake
Nigga wanna say bang
I put that whip in when we say bang
And I got that bitch in the bank, bang
He talkin' that cheap shit, and I bang, bang
And I'm talkin' that real shit
I'm talkin' that real shit, baby
You know what I mean
Ah
Damn
We rappin' on all the normal shit
We rappin' on normal shit
I'm bringin' up on the dick
Got that bitch in the bank, and she on the dick
No, I just mumbling
Yeah, to the beat, but it feel good
Yeah, to me, I'm smokin' that bitch, and she smokin' my dick
Damn
I really just changed up the voice
Nigga, it's not her choice
We be talkin' that shit
Don't give a fuck