Hunter Dane, ZJ Del Mar - DIE 4 THE KLOUT Lyrics

Faded on the carousel, riding with a pistol on me
They been aiming at my skull, take my soul to crucify me
We been through this all before, you know my methods, but my strategy
Look to you like it's foreign, but no hieroglyphs like Carti
You can't undercut this shit, Supercuts fucked up my shit
No bitch, I ain't used to this, but this, I like the way you move it
You ain't from Madagascar, you like NASCAR, you a redneck
If I hit it from the back, it's the throat that I am hitting
Like it's twisted metal, cocaine mixed with fucking fentanyl
Is the needle sterile? Give me all that shit to peddle
On ya momma, on my mental, you ain't fit enough to handle
Screws been loose, you fume too soon when heating up the kettle
How you put up a show? This ain't cirque de soleil
Ya boy running out of time, clocking is ticking, flavor flav
I ain't been beat to the line though, yeah boy, fuck all your dismay
Why you concerned of my decisions? I ain't one to break
I really don't understand why you trippin though, you know
Like
You know we ain't that different right?
Like
I got anger issues too homie
Yeah, yeah
Okay
(Okay)
ZJ
(ZJ)
Mess with the team, no we don't play
(Don't play)
We cooking up your ass like a Soufflé
(Soufflé)
Hop out, who gonna die today?
(Today)
If they ain't 'bout it my nigga
('Bout it my nigga)
They just playing pretend
('Tend)
If they gon' be real about it
('Bout it)
Then they will address it like men
Go 'head and tell me then
Tell me where and when
Cool, be there in ten
Now you on CNN
Yeah, burner on my hip
We gon' up the degrees
Fuckboy stay back
'Fore you gone with a squeeze
Things I like to see burn
Donald Trump effigies
You simp lil' pimp sellouts
Nothing but a disease
Tekashi ass clone, get the mafia on 'em
And drown 'em with ease
'Cause we all know what you rat ass niggas gon' do for the cheese
I ain't playing any games, I would die for the infamy
I been waiting for a taste, Pablo pushed in Miami
We are not the same after all that you said to me
Bitch I hope you know that you fucking dead to me

Faded on the carousel, riding with a pistol on me
They been aiming at my skull, take my soul to crucify me
We been through this all before, you know my methods, but my strategy
Look to you like it's foreign, but no hieroglyphs like Carti
You can't undercut this shit, Supercuts fucked up my shit
No bitch, I ain't used to this, but this, I like the way you move it
You ain't from Madagascar, you like NASCAR, you a redneck
If I hit it from the back, it's the throat that I am hitting
Like it's twisted metal, cocaine mixed with fucking fentanyl
Is the needle sterile? Give me all that shit to peddle
On ya momma, on my mental, you ain't fit enough to handle
Screws been loose, you fume too soon when heating up the kettle
How you put up a show? This ain't cirque de soleil
Ya boy running out of time, clocking is ticking, flavor flav
I ain't been beat to the line though, yeah boy, fuck all your dismay
Why you concerned of my decisions? I ain't one to break
I really don't understand why you trippin though, you know
Like
You know we ain't that different right?
Like
I got anger issues too homie
Yeah, yeah
Okay
(Okay)
ZJ
(ZJ)
Mess with the team, no we don't play
(Don't play)
We cooking up your ass like a Soufflé
(Soufflé)
Hop out, who gonna die today?
(Today)
If they ain't 'bout it my nigga
('Bout it my nigga)
They just playing pretend
('Tend)
If they gon' be real about it
('Bout it)
Then they will address it like men
Go 'head and tell me then
Tell me where and when
Cool, be there in ten
Now you on CNN
Yeah, burner on my hip
We gon' up the degrees
Fuckboy stay back
'Fore you gone with a squeeze
Things I like to see burn
Donald Trump effigies
You simp lil' pimp sellouts
Nothing but a disease
Tekashi ass clone, get the mafia on 'em
And drown 'em with ease
'Cause we all know what you rat ass niggas gon' do for the cheese
I ain't playing any games, I would die for the infamy
I been waiting for a taste, Pablo pushed in Miami
We are not the same after all that you said to me
Bitch I hope you know that you fucking dead to me