Typhon Alkline Lyrics

Don't come out til night time no I'm not no regular dude

Why you blowing my phone line nigga I got shit to do

She asked if I'm cool I said yes and I'm hella rude

My feet got hella spikes on em nah these not no regular shoes

Got bat wings Like typhon

Got wings like typhon

Got the rife with the scope put the knife on

Yea put the knife on

Who this hoe she not mine

I sent that trap through the phone line

Whole gang going up through the great vine

I see through shit like alkaline

Moving shit like Schneider

Gotta drac in case the rivals

Ima god out bible

I go wild like I'm a tiger

Not a lover but a fighter

I went through shit got brighter

Now this hoe want me to wife her

She want me to go insider

Catching plays I'm d-liner

I don't even know if I like her

I don't even like her eyeliner

Shawty I don't know about the diner ner

Finna cop more designer ner

Tell me what you want I don't got shit to offer

Baby girl I'm tryna puck ya ima super golfer