(elo on the track)
Yo bitch got bodies like Bateman
I come with a statement
Producing by Satan
I must tell the truth
I'm on a whole different planet
My rocks out of world but they not from the moon
Leave me to be
I been good for a year
I been rackin up
Stuck in the booth
I never f*ck her to elo
My ego need shrinking
But it never do
Yo bitch got bodies like Bateman
I come with a statement
I must tell the truth
I'm on a whole different planet
My rocks out of world but they not from the moon
Leave me to be
I been good for a year
I been rackin up
Stuck in the booth
I never f*ck her to elo
My ego need shrinking
But it never
Speak of the devil I'm back
I'm looking good on the map
F*ck you expect
I don't tip hats to the cap
I never listen to that
F*ck was you thinking
I'm on a mission again
Pay me my money
Cause I got the vision again
Only my twenties
But double my payout
Cause I got the vision again
Get off my prick
That go for anyone
Even your bitch
I ran a mile around foes
Met all the hoes
Say you what you will
But be quick
Making me sick
I couldn't stand all the lies
I could've let em just die
Maybe I should've
Pulling the wool on my eyes
Now I see what I despise
I tell it straight
Straight up
You should heard what I heard when love was a rarity
Willing so good that I ended with charity
People was playing me down cuz they scared of me
Girl that you wanted just told me she'd marry me
Wanna be juice wrld maybe the parody
I don't wish good and I mean it sincerely
Needed me more than you needed some therapy
That's facts
Threw me to wolves in a hurry I left with a pelt
I tried to tell em on pen I'm a demon
I speak through the ouji
There's no one to help
I got no morales when any somebody think I wouldn't body em just for the hell
What's there to prove when all said and get done
And please trust it get done
And I'll do it myself
I am
Cold to the touch
And I moving as such
And I pullin a bunch
And I'm not saying much
And I'm going for throat
And I know the location
It's never remote
And yo bitch will devote
Sent heart emote
Under photo I post
And I'm hard on both coasts
I just had breakfast
The opps looking toast
I just speak facts so it ain't even boast
I don't relax so it's not even close
Call up my number you wait for the tone
I drop the tape
I don't pickup the phone
Studio house
Yeah I'm working from home
Counting my money
It put me in zone
I am a legend
This dog going rogue
You couldn't match
So get hit by the door
Got no response
So they losing for sure
Yo bitch got bodies like Bateman
I come with a statement
Producing by Satan
I must tell the truth
I'm on a whole different planet
My rocks out of world but they not from the moon
Leave me to be
I been good for a year
I been rackin up
Stuck in the booth
I never f*ck her to elo
My ego need shrinking
But it never do
Yo bitch got bodies like Bateman
I come with a statement
I must tell the truth
I'm on a whole different planet
My rocks out of world but they not from the moon
Leave me to be
I been good for a year
I been rackin up
Stuck in the booth
I never f*ck her to elo
My ego need shrinking
But it never do
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(elo on the track)
Yo bitch got bodies like Bateman
I come with a statement
Producing by Satan
I must tell the truth
I'm on a whole different planet
My rocks out of world but they not from the moon
Leave me to be
I been good for a year
I been rackin up
Stuck in the booth
I never f*ck her to elo
My ego need shrinking
But it never do
Yo bitch got bodies like Bateman
I come with a statement
I must tell the truth
I'm on a whole different planet
My rocks out of world but they not from the moon
Leave me to be
I been good for a year
I been rackin up
Stuck in the booth
I never f*ck her to elo
My ego need shrinking
But it never
Speak of the devil I'm back
I'm looking good on the map
F*ck you expect
I don't tip hats to the cap
I never listen to that
F*ck was you thinking
I'm on a mission again
Pay me my money
Cause I got the vision again
Only my twenties
But double my payout
Cause I got the vision again
Get off my prick
That go for anyone
Even your bitch
I ran a mile around foes
Met all the hoes
Say you what you will
But be quick
Making me sick
I couldn't stand all the lies
I could've let em just die
Maybe I should've
Pulling the wool on my eyes
Now I see what I despise
I tell it straight
Straight up
You should heard what I heard when love was a rarity
Willing so good that I ended with charity
People was playing me down cuz they scared of me
Girl that you wanted just told me she'd marry me
Wanna be juice wrld maybe the parody
I don't wish good and I mean it sincerely
Needed me more than you needed some therapy
That's facts
Threw me to wolves in a hurry I left with a pelt
I tried to tell em on pen I'm a demon
I speak through the ouji
There's no one to help
I got no morales when any somebody think I wouldn't body em just for the hell
What's there to prove when all said and get done
And please trust it get done
And I'll do it myself
I am
Cold to the touch
And I moving as such
And I pullin a bunch
And I'm not saying much
And I'm going for throat
And I know the location
It's never remote
And yo bitch will devote
Sent heart emote
Under photo I post
And I'm hard on both coasts
I just had breakfast
The opps looking toast
I just speak facts so it ain't even boast
I don't relax so it's not even close
Call up my number you wait for the tone
I drop the tape
I don't pickup the phone
Studio house
Yeah I'm working from home
Counting my money
It put me in zone
I am a legend
This dog going rogue
You couldn't match
So get hit by the door
Got no response
So they losing for sure
Yo bitch got bodies like Bateman
I come with a statement
Producing by Satan
I must tell the truth
I'm on a whole different planet
My rocks out of world but they not from the moon
Leave me to be
I been good for a year
I been rackin up
Stuck in the booth
I never f*ck her to elo
My ego need shrinking
But it never do
Yo bitch got bodies like Bateman
I come with a statement
I must tell the truth
I'm on a whole different planet
My rocks out of world but they not from the moon
Leave me to be
I been good for a year
I been rackin up
Stuck in the booth
I never f*ck her to elo
My ego need shrinking
But it never do
Yo bitch got bodies like Bateman
I come with a statement
Producing by Satan
I must tell the truth
I'm on a whole different planet
My rocks out of world but they not from the moon
Leave me to be
I been good for a year
I been rackin up
Stuck in the booth
I never f*ck her to elo
My ego need shrinking
But it never do
Yo bitch got bodies like Bateman
I come with a statement
I must tell the truth
I'm on a whole different planet
My rocks out of world but they not from the moon
Leave me to be
I been good for a year
I been rackin up
Stuck in the booth
I never f*ck her to elo
My ego need shrinking
But it never
Speak of the devil I'm back
I'm looking good on the map
F*ck you expect
I don't tip hats to the cap
I never listen to that
F*ck was you thinking
I'm on a mission again
Pay me my money
Cause I got the vision again
Only my twenties
But double my payout
Cause I got the vision again
Get off my prick
That go for anyone
Even your bitch
I ran a mile around foes
Met all the hoes
Say you what you will
But be quick
Making me sick
I couldn't stand all the lies
I could've let em just die
Maybe I should've
Pulling the wool on my eyes
Now I see what I despise
I tell it straight
Straight up
You should heard what I heard when love was a rarity
Willing so good that I ended with charity
People was playing me down cuz they scared of me
Girl that you wanted just told me she'd marry me
Wanna be juice wrld maybe the parody
I don't wish good and I mean it sincerely
Needed me more than you needed some therapy
That's facts
Threw me to wolves in a hurry I left with a pelt
I tried to tell em on pen I'm a demon
I speak through the ouji
There's no one to help
I got no morales when any somebody think I wouldn't body em just for the hell
What's there to prove when all said and get done
And please trust it get done
And I'll do it myself
I am
Cold to the touch
And I moving as such
And I pullin a bunch
And I'm not saying much
And I'm going for throat
And I know the location
It's never remote
And yo bitch will devote
Sent heart emote
Under photo I post
And I'm hard on both coasts
I just had breakfast
The opps looking toast
I just speak facts so it ain't even boast
I don't relax so it's not even close
Call up my number you wait for the tone
I drop the tape
I don't pickup the phone
Studio house
Yeah I'm working from home
Counting my money
It put me in zone
I am a legend
This dog going rogue
You couldn't match
So get hit by the door
Got no response
So they losing for sure
Yo bitch got bodies like Bateman
I come with a statement
Producing by Satan
I must tell the truth
I'm on a whole different planet
My rocks out of world but they not from the moon
Leave me to be
I been good for a year
I been rackin up
Stuck in the booth
I never f*ck her to elo
My ego need shrinking
But it never do
Yo bitch got bodies like Bateman
I come with a statement
I must tell the truth
I'm on a whole different planet
My rocks out of world but they not from the moon
Leave me to be
I been good for a year
I been rackin up
Stuck in the booth
I never f*ck her to elo
My ego need shrinking
But it never do
Writer: Ethan Evans
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid