Militant

Lyrics
[Intro] Lost Star Kult Mobb-Mobb Don't give no fucks, I run that bitch just like I'm Pol Pot Trap moved to a new location, why I'm at the old spot Hunnids on my neck and on my wrist, I hit the jackpot Sippin' on this 5th-ith-ith enney-en-en, that-that like eggnog I love Hidden Courtyard Huh, huh, huh Huh, wha Yeah, wha, wha, wha [Verse] Ain't no military, man, I get that headshot I don't give no fucks, I run that bitch like I'm a [?] I don't give no fucks, I run that bitch just like I'm Pol Pot Trap moved to a new location, why I'm at the old spot Hunnids on my neck and on my wrist, I hit the jackpot Sippin on this 5th of Henney, treat that shit like eggnog Bringin' [?] don't wanna make the trap hot Bitch got me on molly, that shit went and made my jaw lock Presidential shit, pull up in a suit like I'm George Bush Shit I'm smokin' only for thе apes, this shit gorilla kush Take the cops on a chasе, I done dumped my drugs inside a bush Pop out the trees, we came with sticks, I'm in a ghillie suit Bro keep blowin' up my phone about a fee, like who is you Shit I'm smokin' on smell like skunk, like Pepé Le Pew Shawty brought a friend to the crib, I think I'ma smash her too Y'all just some babies, y'all need some bibs, I ain't your father dude Poppin these Roxi I'm smokin' on top shelf flower too Only smoke loud when with the gang, that's who I pass it to Brodie done set me up with a play, that shit that alley-oop Hittin' that bitch from the back, got that bitch like "aye, ooh" Light yo ass on fire, then I'm pokin' out his eye too Xhris2Eazy say whatever cause he just a fried dude I ain't dumb, bitch, better watch out who you lie to I don't give no fucks, bitch, so watch out who you cry to Feelin' sick, I need my meds like I got the swine flu New bitch wan' take me to the mall and buy me some new shoes Fly down to Houston, I'm sippin drank just like DJ Screw Still inside your crib, boy, don't ever come out past curfew (Yeah) Hair parted, walk up in that bitch lookin' like Jesús Shawty ass so fuckin' big, this bitch built like a moose Drink a 5th of Henney, this bitch got me feelin' loose Loose, loose, (Uh) I got loose screws Stackin' up these fuckin' hunnids, this shit Blue's Clues Juice, juice, I just want me some juice I just wanna pour me up a whole deuce, deuce That bitch be doin' this, she got a loose cooch While shawty suck my dick, got spit up on my gooch Designer clothes my uniform, wear it like a suit Told that bitch I'm feelin' sick, go whip me up some soup I check my bank account, while I take a poop Bitch smelled like shit, kicked her out the coupe Engineer on some shit, I kicked him out his booth Kick that boy in the face, now he miss a tooth
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Credits
- Writers
- Christian Sanchez
- Tyler Krolik