Faded Visionaries ft. TheDirtyBunny & DANTE? Lyrics

Then something just snapped

Something inside of me

No, no more, that's it

I don't care!

Yeah (Bah!), the Faded Visionaries runnin' through (Runnin' through)

Kick it with us, you finna get faded too (Phew)

Uh, fuckin' with us? You gettin' stuck in the loop (Fuck 'em)

Yeah, keep it swangin', keep it hangin', yeah, that tool (Pew-pew-pew)

I got it with her 'cause she got an attitude (Come here, shorty)

Hollow tips sprayin', nigga, keep it cool (Fah-fah-fah)

They go band for band within the crew (Band for band)

She go hand in hand like the loot (Yeah)

Might sip the alcohol but I really don't drink

I don't even smoke 'cause that shit stink

All I do is think of bars, we gon' blow like a star

It's All About The Sound was made on Mars

Addict for the sound, thank God, not the black tar

Seen that shit leave a scar

Thought I'd die in a car, gotta be careful, can't crash

Hit the gas, do the dash, leave your body mashed

If she wanna smash, laugh and tell her, "I rather get the cash"

Heard your new album, that shit was trash

Switchblade in my pocket if he wanna clash

Itching to kill this beat like a fuckin' rash

DANTE?, Diiz' and The Bunny, you think this is funny?

Now you're a soon-to-be gummy

"Furious Five", "Night Owl", and here's another

We artists are brothers, love one another

Y'all better add this shit to your playlist

Haters only say shit and never do shit

Nothing else I gotta say except, "you a bitch"

Throw me some motion if you fuck with the kid

No time for hoes, bitch, it is what it is

Know how it go when you take off the seal of the lid?

If I said, then I did (Ooh-ooh)

Uh, I really be faded, the za' gonna speak for itself

Never needed no help, you shootin' to kill?

Fuck if I'm dead and my money ain't tall as Shaquille

Is it fake? Is it real? Oh, that's how you feel?

Ben Franklin the bills, niggas is trippin' 'bout bitches

They stay tweetin' 'bout their ex

They ain't ever changed since they changed the Twitter to X

Bitch, fuck my ex

Fuck all these niggas, they fans, don't respond to no text

Them niggas be flexin' them chains that be stainin' they neck

Visionary, bitch, tell me what's next (Yeah!)

Fuck all 'em hoes, I'm tellin' lil' shorty, "what's next?

Like, you throwin' cat or the neck or the face?"

Start it, just keep up the pace

They scared, I see on they face (Ha)

Yeah (Bah!), the Faded Visionaries runnin' through (Runnin' through)

Kick it with us, you finna get faded too (Phew)

Uh, fuckin' with us? You gettin' stuck in the loop (Fuck 'em)

Yeah, keep it swangin', keep it hangin', yeah, that tool (Pew-pew-pew)

I got it with her 'cause she got an attitude (Come here, shorty)

Hollow tips sprayin', nigga, keep it cool (Fah-fah-fah)

They go band for band within the crew (Band for band)

She go hand in hand like the loot (Yeah)

The lo-fi master causin' a disaster

I'm faded, bitch