FINAL OFFER
BODAH REVY
Popularity ยท Low
Listen
YouTube
0:00 / 0:00
Loading YouTube player...
Lyrics offset
Synced
Lyrics
Still a, sick sinner, the fuck you feeling bitter
I'm out here doin numbers off of pussies getting triggered
You some, piss tillers, sipping on some filler
Me oh I could never I got pack with no disclaimer
Rappers funny actin like we sum to fuck with
That bullshit that you posting really showing that you ain't shit
Keep banking on them bots baller claimin you gon make it
I heard that you been poppin off but who's that in your credits
I got that flow boy who gon do the most boy
You ain't got a damn card to match up all that fake noise
I'll pick apart your exploits keep rapping with that dumb voice
See I ain't get an option so my bars are made of alloys
I love it when they talk shit like fuck you think this is hoe
We ain't from the same lines ain't about to be your friend bro
I cock back like these headlines dropping missiles everywhere I go
You can get the same fate keep on claiming that you cut throats
Striker barracuda I go black out off a cobra
Wake up with some ana my components really fucked up
Like you could say a screw loose but i'm really lacking structure
Ain't complaining i'm just saying that my mental state is on one
You don't make up for your sins in the church
You do it in the streets
You do it at home
The rest is bullshit and you know it
What the hell is wrong with you two
Okay my mana's back in stock
Now back up before I pop off
My weight can't contain whats happening to the shot
I give it all that I got but they say that they never full
I take it and cut it up before shovin it down they throat
Stickin it back you black balled no fronts
I'm makin this shit look easy
Your bag full of duff and you pussy, could never beat me
The 8 ball got touched, and your bitch want me too
I make money talking bout all the shit that you'll never do
I'm off that dope, wait, Revy boutta hit up
Zeta got a zip of the chrysalis now I'm bitter
The chunk get bit off, the pipe get lit up
I throw shade easily back to the fuckin river I'm a stain
Ya get set up, your bitch get wet up
I'm kickin it with the dope boys flip the cerebellum
If I can't bounce back you take it and don't waste it
Now let me die in peace and get the fuck out my face
Thats a wrap