TERABYTES Lyrics

(Mizaan to the control room)

I drop some terabytes, couple thou'

I check the Fahrenheit, y'all mild

(Fire)

205 on the shoe keep my balance

Up all night moving the packets

I'm getting ripe blues in the salad

I go too crazy shawty, I'm thumbing romaine

You need Waze if you wanna get on my lane

Who is A-v-i?

What is Adeuxla?

My bro told me, "you not a real guy,

The way you be moving, boy you a computer"

And CD like an AI

That's why we about to boot up

And these mofuckas just like a PI

They all on my dick and they learning my swag but I'm not tutor

(Woah, let's go)

I made a wave yesterday

In the morning they surfing that shit, say ahoy

No joke, more than a K in a day on Yasu

I'm saucing, my closet a bottle of soy

And I'm not playing, I'm covered in katsu

I'm getting breaded but I'm not employed

Trapping all day, to get up I got to

Come in correct or I'm cocking the toy

I got this in my veins

Ain't no comparison

I'm giving light to the same dreams we shared but there's is barely lit

(Run it up gang)

We in the ghetto, we gotta get out

I see the settling, I'll do it myself

Me too big, fee-fi-fo

I swap the rims, Forgiato

Tatted my wrist, I'm bout it baby

Lie to my bitches, kinda shady

Do what I say when we fornicating

I'm getting plays all kind of ways

(All kind of ways)

I got the Rick Owens durag like I'm a pirate

I done came right back out the Gulag, my shooter inside it

I got a bad bitch with a booty, said I'm stylish

I'm on fire baby

I'm boutta turn up the climate

I drop some terabytes, couple thou'

I check the Fahrenheit, y'all mild

(Fire)

205 on the shoe keep my balance

Up all night moving the packets

I'm getting ripe blues in the salad

I go too crazy shawty, I'm thumbing romaine

You need Waze if you wanna get on my lane

Who is A-v-i?

What is Adeuxla?

My bro told me, "you not a real guy,

The way you be moving, boy you a computer"

And CD like an AI

That's why we about to boot up

And these mofuckas just like a PI

They all on my dick and they learning my swag but I'm not tutor

Pockets swole, they holding the Os

Ride with the stick like I'm Voldemort

She make it grow like Pinnochio

But she know I'm a man, not a boy

Real shit, I beat the pussy up

Really

I give her dick, she stuffed

(You gotta check out the way that I'm turning it up)

Digital boy serving the beat

I-I-I hope I don't overheat

LOD Machine, it holding the heat

I-I-I think I might over eat

Digital money, digital bitch

I need a missile, roll up a swish

Certified shit, pour the soda up

If it ain't about bands, I ain't showing up

Woah, I got a show right now

Go to the back of my code, no slowing down

I want more Os, I want more hoes

Gotta get going now

Ain't no folding now

I feel like the chosen one