Syllables ft. CarelessWoah Lyrics

All Dallas rappers is only my children

We only have one goal in life to get millions

But that's the first vision, to marble floor ceilings, to touching on women

Impregnating heathens, fake friends and celebrities in ya face breathing

You said you rap better but look what you written

Calling niggas your brother n y'all is just meeting

Act like you pussy I'm beating it up

Playin that boosie but I'm the real bad ass

She walk like a white girl but she got a fat ass

I'll make you remember my name like the triads

The way that you shake and you bleed make me climax

Then when you stop moving it shut down your synapse

Lost in the ways of the world like some pen caps

Stuffing a cork in your mouth the way you cap

Call me a sociopath the way I snap

Bust in the door wit the 44

Say one mo word you ain't gone say no mo

Bitch strip naked i wanna see what's popping

Guns in yo crib so the devil came knocking

Asked about you at yo lil 9-5

Caught you down bad

Couldn't get that 4-5

Yo OG dead

Yo homeboy dead

My people dead

Heard what I said

I ain't scared that's what I said

Watch you bled that's what I did

Tell that lil bitch to go fill the bag dig?

Act like you reaching it's getting bad pid

I've been watching every move

Watched yo story you a fool

Tests like Maury it's my licc

You the afro I'm the picture

You bet not flip out and dip

I'm black beard who jacced the ship

I'm Django took massas whip

I'm the C out DJ Quik

Make blood bit take all this rip rider she in the deep blue sea

I'm inside her if you shall

D

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I'm assata flying across the sea

Helicopter man he always strapped up

Peter piper hit him from way down the street he a sniper

Remember when I heard that steady dipping put on a blue shirt

And said I'm Crippen

11 years old

London square apartments on the edge of FB so the Nawf West carved this

All my niggas solid so I'm knowing who the mark is

Bullets don't have no name hit ya target

Bullets to the head

Have a nigga dead

Onamonapia

Grats is what I said

Bodies droppin like a syllable checc

Posted up like a get a flex

I was out here tryna cop a lil checc

People loocin at me tryna catch a flicc

9 is on me but that hoe is gettin wet

Niggas be feelin like curry

They gettin me blurry

I'm shootin mcflurries

This is too cold

And the summer been comin

But you know the nigga gon keep goin harder

Pressure on pressure I'm pushin the gas

You know i'm swervin I'm doin the dash

Slim on the side and he shootin the pass

And I'm clutchin the gas like whippin for nos

Who you thinc that you been playin for

NFL

Have you on prime time

Niggas been talcin bout money but they not in grind time

How you been talcin bout money but not made a damn dime

You been out here sayin hello

Niggas been out here movin with some hollows

In your new head now you 6 feet apolo (Gize)

I was out here movin like a new apollo

Ha ha ha ha

Catch a young nigga right up on the moon

I'm out here tryna go asuma

With Edward scissor hands

So I been shaping the moon

Niggas out here tryna get on a level like me

But you can never step up to who

That be that Mr.

That careless

That be that woah

And I'm movin so arrogant

Decisions I gotta make well

I'm leavin' informants

In case a plankton is near

And niggas can't tit for tat

I do not got time to waste I'm movin in playa

And that's slicc talk

Real talk

Licc talk you feel me

It's simple you heard me

Aye syllables bitch