their fate. ft. Thundumonium Lyrics

Niggas be finding a reason to hate, But I got the strap on me, shoot 'em, I got no debate, their fate.

They talkin' that shit till I pull up in shit, They wanted so bad, they can't even get it.

Flow energetic,

Fuck all you hoes, they pretend to be sympathetic but fuck it, yeah,

All of you niggas the same, generic. I get it, you wanna be me, you jealous.

Nigga, that's your fate,

I'ma pull up with a Choppa, Load it up, then I kill them, Stack up bodies, then I bill them.

All these niggas tryna feel them. Uh huh

Stack up all the bodies then I kill them,

Stack up all the

Stack up all the

Stack up all the

Stack up all the

Niggas keep talkin', they run outta breath, I pull up, no warning, they prayin' for death.

Flexin' so hard, got 'em sick, they stressin'.

Wanted this life, but they stuck, no progression.

Flow like a bullet, I'm takin' the lead, yah.

Fuck all you hoes, ain't no love when you bleed.

You play with that fake shit, I see through your eyes.

All of you niggas just wish you could rise.

Niggas be finding a reason to hate, But I got the strap on me, shoot 'em, I got no debate, their fate.

They talkin' that shit till I pull up in shit, They wanted so bad, they can't even get it.

Flow energetic,

Fuck all you hoes, they pretend to be sympathetic but fuck it, yeah,

All of you niggas the same, generic. I get it, you wanna be me, you jealous.

(Your fate, your fate, your fate, your fate)

Icy but no all-white fit,

Iced out, got diamonds on my wrist.

Icing on her mothafuckin' tits, Ice cold brass knuckles on my fists.

Slugterra, way I hit 'em with the slugs, Pesticides way I'm killin' these bugs.

Like a bunny, she gon' hop on my plug, Only greedy when I give no fucks.

We be breakin' shit, call me Kelly, way I'm shootin' rounds,

Whip's immaculate, pushin' hundreds, it ain't slowin' down.

We be takin' trips to your crib and we gon' tear shit out,

Drip on my whole fit, yeah, this shit cost me a few thousand pounds.

Infinite infamy, my name on most wanted, the info distorted.

I'm fuckin' your bitch, she get intimate, her back be contorted, her feet into orbit.

He lookin' for heat like a infrared, my homie gon' sort him, no need to record it.

And put all that shit on the internet, 'cause they all the same like a synonym, yuh.