Chariot

Lyrics

If you don't feel me, then you'll feel me now, I'm like an edible Talk crazy, get your Mr. Stretched like incredible Drop it hit, I hit bad bitches by the several I'm in your city for one night, bitch, clear schedule And she said she on a period, I hope the head serious Curiosity done killed the cat now I'm furious Now I got blood splattered right where my Amiri is Riding through your city with them horses like a chariot We going bacc to bacc, racc to racc, US open Them niggas talking about the tax, thats how you get it stolеn Your favorite rapper said I'm the onе, I guess I'm really chosen These niggas bragging off of likes, you just a better poser These niggas barking with no bite, boy, I can see you molers I bought a bitch a CLA, and turned her to a chauffeur I'm going up, she going down, this shit a rollercoaster I'm taking bitches to the pound town and then I ghost her Yeah, yeah, I'm really him seven thousand on the fit, yeah, I'm really trim Turn the diamonds on your pendant up, them bitches dim These niggas all trying to be like me, they my fuccing sim When you start balling out the gym They start liccing limbs This is million dollar nut baby Creme de la creme So tell me how it tastes Tryna put it in your face, not into your waist If you don't feel me, then you feel me now, I'm like an edible Talk crazy, get your Mr. Stretch, like incredible Drop it, hit, I hit bad bitches by the several I'm in your city for one night, bitch, clear schedule And she said she on a period, I hope to head serious Curiosity done killed the cat and now I'm furious Now I got blood splattered right where my Amiri is Riding through your city with them horses like a chariot I just hit a thick bitch, that pussy Fiji water Send my little crip bitch to come and key ya coffin Bought a stripe from Walmart, you tryna hit the target Hun, that brain crazy, but I can tell, bitch, you ain't the smartest Merchant ran on your mans, then he got poked, hey If we talking real niggas, you niggas not close Choppa break a funny bone, but these is not jokes Bullets hit the tire on his whip, feel like Pot holes See, this Louis bag is only five in the country Show me your pussy in ten racks if you really want me I done popped the Percocet, it took a little honey I knew I would really kill the pussy once it start to haunt me All I know is when you was born to lose I go to war with whoever, I don't pick and choose My alarm clock was some head, I couldn't hit the snooze I heard another opp drop, I had to hit my moves If you don't feel me, then you feel me now, I'm like an edible Talk crazy, get your Mr. Stretch, like incredible Drop it, hit, I hit bad bitches by the several I'm in your city for one night, bitch, clear schedule And she said she on a period, I hope to head serious Curiosity done killed the cat and now I'm furious Now I got blood splattered right where my Amiri is Riding through your city with them horses like a chariot