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AsaphDaKing - FOUR EIGHTZ lyrics

Artist: AsaphDaKing

album: UNDERDAWGZ


Paper or plastic?
In other words I be catching a body so how should I bag it?
Swinging like Cashis
Got one hand on the wheel hitting that shoulder lean
I'm never crashing
I turn into Raiden if they want the static
My skill too amazing and they cannot have it
Yeah I'm steady blazing this shit is a habit
These shots ricocheting the second I blast it
Move like Wally West cause I set it off quick
Niggas keep hating tell 'em get off my dick
One man army Imma handle my shit
You don't want my hand on my hip
I wet 'em up like a Ocean Breeze
Your whole team get mixed like Ovaltine
Shots fly like they're tryna go overseas
Anybody over me, yeah that's facts
I'm pulling up with a chopper
A helicopter is the way ima spray yo roof
And if we box, then my punches are making you see all the light
Got me looking like Beowulf
When I move, niggas don't know where ima go
I got a glock I won't drop, they go vamanos
I keep a blade and if niggas ain't stopping bro
He get my judgment, get cut up, that's Yamato
There's hella opps on my block and they gotta go
Cause all them niggas is weirdos
On my villian shit, bitch I ain't a hero
Keep a extra arm, they calling me Nero
Me and the squad gonna link like Z-Fighters
When a nigga rap, you would think that I breathe fire
I could have these niggas all ready to retire
My last girl was really a snake, a She-Viper bitch
Aye, soft niggas ain't touching gods, we rattle cats
You best move right like you peeping a battle pass
King got an ill mind
Even tho he slides no matter what pocket he hops in
All of his opps in, a dilemma niggas been out of options
And this ain't thriller, but they'll dance if we pop and
Spray the Villas, you just good at the talking
You aint no killa, death at yo door knocking
2B
I be-
Nah fuck that
I'm over watching you spit, im above that
I'm blizzard cold, and explosive as junk rat
I reign supreme, what the fuck would you diss for?
You'll get your block lit up by talking no discord
*Yawn* damn, how did yall get me this bored?
You tried to ruin my chance and you missed yours
We on adventure timing, word to Marcy
Do this shit now, no later, ain't no tardy
Show up, ain't no more words, Jeff Hardy
Underworld, all our bitches look like Harley
Niggas pocket watching cause all they racks diminish
I'm a fighter, get hit with dramatic finish
How you hate me but constantly in my mentions
How you hate me but I'm in your head like tenants
Why you hate me, cause I'm on the way to winning
All my victories smelling fresh like some linen
Here to stay in the game and it ain't a minute
Shorty wanted a king that last past a minute
And she got the waters
Hydro planet, swimmin like sea otters
Za Warudo we got a goated roster
Shoutout Sivvy, I unlock my alter

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