Commando

Lyrics
[Intro] And you don't stop Stu Bangas And you don't stop And Blacastan And you don't stop Watson and Holmes, nigga 'fore the show shot [Verse 1] I'm like Commando, pistol whip you hard, break the handle Grip pistols, quick clips spittin' through your flannel Hope you get the picture like the HD panels Swing bats like Mickey Mantle, clap like roman candles In this hardcore rap shit, Blac, I wrote the manual In the drop I look like a foot in a sandal I'm a soldier, when I die please bury me in camo I'm Ebola, I'm AIDS, I'm everything ill Kill your family just to show you how calamity feel In your crib like the spirits up in Amityville Take your life out before you get to write out your will Then take your wife out and spray sperm all in her grill, listen I'm spittin' like a motor with a blown piston At gunpoint even thugs'll break religion like Jesus Please, can you spare my soul? Before he reload And use up all of my cheat codes But this ain't black ops and these ain't cats ah They real life bullets that be makin' your back drop Leave you with no linoleum spinnin' on a black top Bullets like petroleum slide into your back ah [Chorus] Nigga, listen, we don't play around here Just for flinchin', you'll get sprayed around here We got henchmen that'll run up in your crib with no fear We commission them to snatch your kids from daycare My nigga, listen, we don't play around here Just for flinchin', you'll get sprayed around here We got henchmen that'll run up in your crib with no fear We commission them to snatch your kids from daycare [Verse 2] Yo, the TEC-9 clip turns rappers to hotsteppers My shine burn eyes like rubbin' with hot peppers Scramble with the ammo like Rambo in First Blood We real life soldiers in the foxhole covered with mud Face painted like an Indian war dances In search of your chief, I'ma give you one more chance To show me where he at, pinpointin' his local Slugs that have you slender like the diet that's low-cal That's no carbs, we feast on all beef Being a beef jerking's makin' your girl queef To you she's a queen and should be treated like Latifa To me she's a skeezer, I skeet but never eat her Niggas praise me like two hand raised emojis The streets told me never snitch on the homies Worse come to worse, never roll on your Kobes If not get locked and get brought up like Monster Kody [Chorus] Nigga, listen, we don't play around here Just for flinchin', you'll get sprayed around here We got henchmen that'll run up in your crib with no fear We commission them to snatch your kids from daycare My nigga, listen, we don't play around here Just for flinchin', you'll get sprayed around here We got henchmen that'll run up in your crib with no fear We commission them to snatch your kids from daycare
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- Blacastan