Furious Departure

Lyrics

[Intro: Shwabadi] AYYY IT'S THE MOTHERFUCKING REMIX We live in this bitch Rage quit, angry exit, furious departure AY AY AY AY [Verse 1: Shwabadi] Ayo, I need some space Cross map, you still ain't outta my range Pull out a blade, fucking melee Top 5 homie, lil bitch, you don't place I got the gang at my back Plan of attack - we get to wrecking your place Jax, I'm armed with the hardware If you ain't ours then I put the tech to your face Homie this a stick up And you best be down to pay us How'd you claim to run the game, you ain't even a player My pen is like a weapon when I draw it, say a prayer Cus when I put it down it bangs like onomatopoeia Babababa, man, the chopper know morse code 1 round rearrange blocks like it's forge mode Came from the gulag, that shit was awful Pen from Verdansk, turn a beat to a warzone [Break 1: Shwabadi, Mir Blackwell & Drip$tick] That was the easiest fucking match in our lives Yeah Get bodied, Free! Yeah that's right we didn't come here to play games bitch I mean we was playing a game Well, I mean we did come here to play like.....video games but no like alright Yeah, yeah Ayo, Drip Bro are we playing games are not? Just specify, goddamn Just start my shit [Verse 2: Drip$tick] Yuh okay All of my homies been running this shit Walk in the spot and his head getting chopped Man, I'm Giyu Tomioka flooding my wrist Fuck if you like me Everyone been on some Hypebeast Way they been fucking with Drip We stay in silence like Inumaki So just keep on talking, we don't fuck with no diss Switching my weapon, when I get to brawling I might drop a hit if he running his lips Ain't got no aimbot, but I'm like Ace with the straight shot That mean the kid doesn't miss Sleeping on gang then I video edit Can't render my lyrics I'm dumping the clip Infinite combo when LOOP in the booth What I'm saying is we making nothing but hits Lil bitch [Break 2 Drip$tick & Ciyo] Aw fuck, I don't know if we're playing games are not. What the fuck is going on? I mean I'm playing Like...I brought my controllers and everything Yeah, yeah Do I just Pass me one Yo Ciyo, talk you shit man This boys act like they have never ever lost before. Finally, get lost. Never get found. Bruh this one time [Verse 3: Ciyo] Wii was at the PlayStation. I was on his Xbox Squeezin' like a stress ball, Donkey Kong Down B Beatin' on my chest, be done beat a nigga chest out Baby put her cheat codes in, got him stressed out Stretched out, buttons pressed, I'm not the best But this lobby got bodied, they pullin' they bets out Pull up and pull out the cannon at Park Place Run it, that nigga in debt now I'll beat a nigga up up, down down, left right, left right Dance Dance Revolution, learn how to step right In out, in out, kinda like a flesh (um) Now you on ya last life, I been on my best life I been on my Klutz Assault Vested Lopunny Switcheroo Baton Pass and level 1 Cottonee With Focus Sash Substitute Protect and Leech Seed After the Sandaconda Glare, shout out to tempt6t. Lil Bitch [Break 3: Ciyo & 945mari] Did he forfeit? All this clowns do is run away these days. Disconnected, mad as shit, as losers. Mari talk to these idiots They need to realize they not the main character, they just mainly a character, just the picture behind the fucking screen, a fucking loser getting no action [Verse 4: 954mari] You like a trash anime you never had no live action Super saiyan god I been fading for divine status Fuck her like an audience the way I'm from the side clapping Tired of these rappers say they sliding but got light traction Talking online find out where he really at And I'm sick with the sticks like a Dendrophiliac Grab the tool turn him into Scru, bet he gon react And my bands stretched out like they suffering from lag I put the stick to your pockets That way I pool in the profit Its Grand Theft I ain't trippin' Like my system is modded My niggas Ghoulish and do the most Like we Ghosts N the Goblins You got carried on yo team you not supposed to be talking I'm a documented menace They be complimenting mari Still the man in a jam Bro my confidence is jarring Thotties be like peanut butter Spread when bread is on table I be talking all my shit Like a Call of Duty lobby [Break 4: 945mari & PE$O PETE] When I.....fuck Goddamnit bruh *Laughter* Looks like I'm gonna have to carry the team again. It's fine I'm used to this MVP shit anyway, bro let's go [Verse 5: PE$O PETE] 1 v whatever I'm better and ranked differently I'm hardbody You just a talker with no validity I start plotting Team comp testing our own ability I'm cold blooded, steppin onto maps with straight villainy Hold up Bitch you not nice enough to be feeling me Hold plus Bitch you better off forfeiting willingly You killin me I'm laughin while smackin the whole vicinity Me myself and I for the ride this my trinity I'm catchin bodies Raisin my score look at the board That's a thousand homis Rockin wit my choppy Bodies prolly droppy Never fuckin sorry Stick sweepin Like I'm cleanin calmy Do not even call me Money on me And its always talking Walk up in yo lobby With my glocky Pop a couple shottys Feel like Imma kami Imma yonko You like coby Prolly Who the fuck is PE$O Ask yo bitch She gon know me prolly One more ollie Jump out of my body Over anybody Bitch I'm sorry I been playin with you since they play Atari Calamari I was in her ocean off the katamari Then I started clappin in her shit But she the one applauding All these rappers ridin on my shit And I ain't even pausing [Outro: PE$O PETE] Stupid, I'm not pausing that. No, I'm not gonna pause that, that's not gonna happen, nope, no.....bitch