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Louverture - Masquerade lyrics

Artist: Louverture

album: Masquerade


I keep the racks in the stash
My troopers be on attack
I be like Ness with a bat
And yo bitch gon gimme the cat
You niggas bitches and rats
Bullet hole right in yo hat
BOW BOW BOW BOW out the gat
Wallet be gettin' too fat
I don't wear Gucci or Prada, or 'Preme but a nigga still countin' my cake
I got them Taliban niggas around me and they walk around with a K
I got them VVS diamonds, they blue and they wet like the Chesapeake Bay
I swear to god I'm amazing, your bitch would agree, on FaceTime every day
These niggas pussy like Tom and I'm Jerry so I think they ain't tryna fight with me
They say they rich and they bout it but they ain't bout shit so lil nigga don't lie to me
I'm like a chandelier, bitch you a lantern so you cannot hold up a light to me
I got these bitches repeating my songs and I'm flattered cuz they are too kind to me
And I just might buy me a wraith
I'm the type nigga to race
I keep the bands in my pocket
The fuck I look like with a safe
I think these bullets is holy
An angel gon' take you away
Why I got clips and extensions
I only need one in yo face
I keep the racks in the stash
My troopers be on attack
I be like Ness with a bat
And yo bitch gon gimme the cat
You niggas bitches and rats
Bullet hole right in yo hat
BOW BOW BOW BOW out the gat
Wallet be gettin' too fat
I don't wear Gucci or Prada, or 'Preme but a nigga still countin' my cake
I got them Taliban niggas around me and they walk around with a K
I got them VVS diamonds, they blue and they wet like the Chesapeake Bay
I swear to god I'm amazing, your bitch would agree, on FaceTime every day
The whole damn world: got that shit all in my grips
Yea a nigga stay cold like I'm moving through the Six
Talking down to me nigga? Then you meet up with the fist
Have you redder than a motherfucking lunar eclipse
If he ever cross me like a damn crucifix
I'ma hit em with a strike, no one's throwing me a pitch
First I pull up to the crib then yo lady finna strip
She hops like a rabbit, does tricks for the kid
Fucking with me than you finna regret it, keep thinking you snapping till you get beheaded
Feel like Magneto, my flow is magnetic, I really be raining down hell from the heavens
This shit Armageddon, you weak and pathetic, I'll split you lettuce, to hell you is headed
Haters be mad so they try and discredit, stay on the move like if I was a medic
Nigga talking shit till I pull up and then they obey
Thinking that they god till I slam a nigga like Loki
Niggas acting like they be Jay or Drizzy like no way
How they really stay up pretending like they don't know me
Boy you really trash, you wonder why you get no play
I go top speed, you niggas move at a slow pace
Said he wanted beef but fizzled out when the smoke came
Stay in yo own lane or get off the roadway
Pull up: mayday, Lewi spitting like an AK
We them niggas better make way, got a damn legend as my namesake
They wearing mask like it's Payday but I'm seeing through their masquerade
Been outshining niggas since Renegade, hop on any beat I assassinate
Putting rap niggas in a early grave, there is nothing else I have to say
I'm a different breed, we are not the same, homie look at all my accolades
I've been training, putting work in every day so don't tell me I ain't earn the pay
Got a lot of niggas sleeping on me mane, bout to wake 'em with a fucking bang like...

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