METRO STATION CYPHER ft. TraeThaKilla, Dawson, ACBLACK & KILLA KING Lyrics

Hol on this train goin' by

Pull up im sending that playa hater home

Slugs too thick they penetrate his dome

Fuck with the enemy you fuck with my bro

Getting front row just to steal his chain ho

Ripping arms out they call me Kano

I ain't do shit b-b-bitch Pay me mo

Back in Atlanta they told me lay low

Link with my shooter give him a payroll

Fuck outta my city it's a no fly zone

Talk me to nice and switch up your tone

I saw a buckshot rip thru the bones

Don't ask me for money I'm not giving loans

I know the routine I know where he goes

I pull up the choppa if they try oppose

Ding ding ding I'm tryna make a Toast

Don't allow fuck shit like I'm Lactose

Pull up the guillotine bitch here it goes

Can't see me on cameras like I am a ghost

Cancelled on west I'm Banned off the coast

Might tag all the feds on my latest post

This a Halloween party and I am the host

Shit

Trae tha fucking killa killa

This bitch named death tryna tell me I'm dead

Can't trust anybody they acting like feds

Engaging in beefs like a newly wed

Bad memory I don't know what I said

Choppa turn families into special Ed

Walk in the shop with my glock I need bread

Y'all thought I was gon rob em nah bitch I need food

Dissing or not it depends on my mood

Middle finger up I'm acting so rude

If you want beef then the bullets include:

Copper, lead, steel and hatred

That's just enough to take out a patriot

They want me dead and im like Whom

Shortest come through bitch make me some Room

Checking that stimmy and buying a semi

Faking my feelings man Get me an Emmy

Whenever I feature you know it's confetti

Strapped with bars know I came in ready

Remember old arguments I am so petty

They cut on my air time like Ed, Edd n Eddy

Puffing that pack and shoot at his back

AC been a killa his coupe all black

All of my guns they go click click clack

Talking that talk I ain't cutting no Slack

Down in the studio I'm making that crack

Cut with my knife like a killa named Mack

Put him on a shirt while on road that's tour merch

They still on to me I suggest you don't search

Drop all the rules bitch we just like the purge

Look how I'm shining let this blood flood

Clothes all dirty I came from the mud

Playa take your time and don't drop a dud

Dawson so short he looking like spud

Trae ain't much taller he tripping right now

He really got the nerve god damn bitch wow

Mane pulled up black on white look like a cow

Don't say more words bitch you is done

These Twitter fingers should see some sun

Gat on my waist you call it a gun

Killa so trill I'm feeling like bun

Came out the pen was wiser than ever

Crafting my verses I feel like Minerva

Protected as always I keep a Beretta

Sample is sounding like one of my victims

Have eyes different angles they can't catch me slipping

Record with the BB's then I'm quickly dippin

Fo I go dating grab a strap that I'm gripping

These pigs want me dead but my choppa undead

Turning this Christmas to whole lotta red

Lay wit my gun even when I'm in bed

Not gonna listen and fuck what you said

2 to 3 bullets been busting his head

Few years ago I would've been dead

Fuck all that shit now we goin berserk

Barking on beats and they thought I was ferg

In too deep like a iceberg breakdown

DNA fucked up a fusion Cell shakedown

We got a Man down got hundreds to spend now

Blood on my hands don't remember how

Coming too close I might let my gun POW

Might get a rental and pull off a drive by

I love when they all scream on my late night drives

Fuck the officials they don't want me strive I

Look at the stage when I'm going live

Jump in the crowd it's a dive

Honestly Miracle im still alive

love when they fail I love when they try

Nothing great here I think I'm slowthai

Open the door ACBLACK just arrived

AC, Killa King, TraeThaKilla fuck we doing in this bitch