Quake
Lyrics
Grave robbing, name dropping
Ain't my thing cause I ain't common
I ain't ever planned on talking on my opps I'd rather stomp them
I been moving forward constant never see me call me comet
'Cept your bitch she leaving comments
Leave that hoe cause she dishonest
Death before dishonor
Got my hands on Karma's collar cause her dumbass won't acknowledge
All the bullshit that I walk with 'cause of her
Maybe some my fault too
It's weighing on my back got me stretched thin like cartoons
All my bitches carpool
Cause they all wanna start soon
They don't like to wait I get them bitches wet like monsoons
Kill snakes like mongoose
What I spit, that's all truth
If we got an issue then it's all you
We live in a small world my brothers share my yard too
I would've let you stay
But the shit you did is all proof
That you ain't nothing but a bitch
So go choke on your dog food
They gone build me monuments and you'll die in a small tomb
Big shot consequences from a little small wound
Quake
When they see me coming better brake
(Brake)
I ain't ever running from the snakes
(Snakes)
You know I keep the garlic and the stakes
Cause them blood suckers only show up when it's late
Quake
When they see me coming better brake
(Brake)
I ain't ever running from the snakes
(Snakes)
You know I keep the garlic and the stakes
Cause them blood suckers only show up when it's late
Quake
When they see me coming better brake
(Brake)
I ain't ever running from the snakes
(Snakes)
You know I keep the garlic and the stakes
Cause them blood suckers only show up when it's late
Earthquake, I can have these ragers make the earth shake
First date, I can have these bitches acting thirsty
Firmly, how I grip the mic when I be burning
Earthling, I am not what y'all think you're observing
Firstly, I am something better than a sure thing
Perfect, a better way to describe all my wording
Early, I came in the game I hope y'all heard me
Earning, all my praise and y'all just saw the worst me
Lean back, snap
Got a cream and a black bitch
Chilling in the back where the bean bags at
In the backseat is a matte black bad strap
For the bad decisions
Sing, she mad
Got a mean right hand
Bring bags of the cash in a green canvas bag
Flash photograph of the fat money stacks
For the baddest business
Sting like sunscreen all in a rash
Or a bullet in your back for the wrong color flag
Fact check, fat neck for a fat check in the alley for they make your back wet
Pause
Plotting on you
Stomping you to crumbs like granola
Got a bad bitch sucking dick in gondola's up in New Orleans
Make a new orphan it's bringing my endorphins
Better wave the white flag on your back like a dorsal fin
Endorsing my importance
Bring me closer to the borders
And my moment of fame I ain't running no game
I'm just staking my claim 'fore they come for my brain
I need comfort from pain ain't no shelter when I bring the
Quake
When they see me coming better brake
(Brake)
I ain't ever running from the snakes
(Snakes)
You know I keep the garlic and the stakes
Cause them blood suckers only show up when it's fucking late
Quake
When they see me coming better brake
(Brake)
I ain't ever running from the snakes
(Snakes)
You know I keep the garlic and the stakes
Cause them blood suckers only show up when it's fucking late
You know I keep the garlic and the stakes
Cause them blood suckers only show up when it's fucking late
Writer(s): Logan Richardson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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