People out to get me, I ain't being delusional
There's people out to get me, I ain't being delusional
I ain't going out sad I ain't going like Foolio
I'm standing on defense when I work at the studio
If you think I'm a target I'm making the toolie blow
I roll with the crew, they'll put you in the tomb you know
Pull up with the set and you'll see that I rule the show
Call me the Scrouge cause I'm swimming in pools of dough
Give me a year and I'm making the Urus go
Aventador doors open so wide just like her legs
If you think I'm a fail then I know you're a bird brain
Aim for her face and mess, now there's a shirt stain
Breaking the table just like I am Kurt Angle
The opps are all chickens, they serving at Bojangles
Her hair like Rapunzel, I'm getting more tangled
I carry the squad what I need is more thank you's
If you want to be a bad girl then best bet that I'll spank you
I got a demon inside of me, I'll release it, call it hell's wrath
If you f*cking with the man then come with me and we'll get mad
I got 20 shawties with me at the show and all of them bad
I got a history with knives, go ahead test me and you'll get stabbed
Took shawtie the bones and you know that she just wrecked that
I said I'm proud of the hoe, kinda like I'm Sexyy Red's Dad
I'm out here rocking these shows, you know I got BacFromDead's back
I got the D in the flow, run up on me and you get whacked
These niggas be fake and I can't bring em close
Niggas talk shit but I'm ready to do the most
I'm about to spaz and burn them like toast
I do this shit for the bros
Remember them days when we didn't have no motherf*cking clothes
I just be running these plays like running backs
I feel like my name is Adrian Peterson
I'm getting money and never would f*ck with them
These niggas lame, they steady be leaking shit
I put on my shades and block out the hate
I'm gonna find me a way
Stop all the capping I know you're a fake
Number 3 like I'm Wade, hey
Glock leave his ass in the blood bath
While he is napping I open up hell's wrath
Bitch I'm the man I can cop you a toe tag
We send the shooters right up to his doormat
Play around J then your ass can get tazed
I'm in my bag I'm not talking bout Lays
These niggas pussy they not bullies
I'm riding around with a Glock fully
I'm in the whip and I'm smoking cookies
Niggas be tender you couldn't push me
Out of my body, I leave them froze
I'm raising hell we're never low
We catching bodies throw Glocks in bulk
You already know how this shit gon' go
Fearless J - Hell's Wrath (feat. HRX LIL RIXK3Y) Lyrics
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People out to get me, I ain't being delusional
There's people out to get me, I ain't being delusional
I ain't going out sad I ain't going like Foolio
I'm standing on defense when I work at the studio
If you think I'm a target I'm making the toolie blow
I roll with the crew, they'll put you in the tomb you know
Pull up with the set and you'll see that I rule the show
Call me the Scrouge cause I'm swimming in pools of dough
Give me a year and I'm making the Urus go
Aventador doors open so wide just like her legs
If you think I'm a fail then I know you're a bird brain
Aim for her face and mess, now there's a shirt stain
Breaking the table just like I am Kurt Angle
The opps are all chickens, they serving at Bojangles
Her hair like Rapunzel, I'm getting more tangled
I carry the squad what I need is more thank you's
If you want to be a bad girl then best bet that I'll spank you
I got a demon inside of me, I'll release it, call it hell's wrath
If you f*cking with the man then come with me and we'll get mad
I got 20 shawties with me at the show and all of them bad
I got a history with knives, go ahead test me and you'll get stabbed
Took shawtie the bones and you know that she just wrecked that
I said I'm proud of the hoe, kinda like I'm Sexyy Red's Dad
I'm out here rocking these shows, you know I got BacFromDead's back
I got the D in the flow, run up on me and you get whacked
These niggas be fake and I can't bring em close
Niggas talk shit but I'm ready to do the most
I'm about to spaz and burn them like toast
I do this shit for the bros
Remember them days when we didn't have no motherf*cking clothes
I just be running these plays like running backs
I feel like my name is Adrian Peterson
I'm getting money and never would f*ck with them
These niggas lame, they steady be leaking shit
I put on my shades and block out the hate
I'm gonna find me a way
Stop all the capping I know you're a fake
Number 3 like I'm Wade, hey
Glock leave his ass in the blood bath
While he is napping I open up hell's wrath
Bitch I'm the man I can cop you a toe tag
We send the shooters right up to his doormat
Play around J then your ass can get tazed
I'm in my bag I'm not talking bout Lays
These niggas pussy they not bullies
I'm riding around with a Glock fully
I'm in the whip and I'm smoking cookies
Niggas be tender you couldn't push me
Out of my body, I leave them froze
I'm raising hell we're never low
We catching bodies throw Glocks in bulk
You already know how this shit gon' go
There's people out to get me, I ain't being delusional
I ain't going out sad I ain't going like Foolio
I'm standing on defense when I work at the studio
If you think I'm a target I'm making the toolie blow
I roll with the crew, they'll put you in the tomb you know
Pull up with the set and you'll see that I rule the show
Call me the Scrouge cause I'm swimming in pools of dough
Give me a year and I'm making the Urus go
Aventador doors open so wide just like her legs
If you think I'm a fail then I know you're a bird brain
Aim for her face and mess, now there's a shirt stain
Breaking the table just like I am Kurt Angle
The opps are all chickens, they serving at Bojangles
Her hair like Rapunzel, I'm getting more tangled
I carry the squad what I need is more thank you's
If you want to be a bad girl then best bet that I'll spank you
I got a demon inside of me, I'll release it, call it hell's wrath
If you f*cking with the man then come with me and we'll get mad
I got 20 shawties with me at the show and all of them bad
I got a history with knives, go ahead test me and you'll get stabbed
Took shawtie the bones and you know that she just wrecked that
I said I'm proud of the hoe, kinda like I'm Sexyy Red's Dad
I'm out here rocking these shows, you know I got BacFromDead's back
I got the D in the flow, run up on me and you get whacked
These niggas be fake and I can't bring em close
Niggas talk shit but I'm ready to do the most
I'm about to spaz and burn them like toast
I do this shit for the bros
Remember them days when we didn't have no motherf*cking clothes
I just be running these plays like running backs
I feel like my name is Adrian Peterson
I'm getting money and never would f*ck with them
These niggas lame, they steady be leaking shit
I put on my shades and block out the hate
I'm gonna find me a way
Stop all the capping I know you're a fake
Number 3 like I'm Wade, hey
Glock leave his ass in the blood bath
While he is napping I open up hell's wrath
Bitch I'm the man I can cop you a toe tag
We send the shooters right up to his doormat
Play around J then your ass can get tazed
I'm in my bag I'm not talking bout Lays
These niggas pussy they not bullies
I'm riding around with a Glock fully
I'm in the whip and I'm smoking cookies
Niggas be tender you couldn't push me
Out of my body, I leave them froze
I'm raising hell we're never low
We catching bodies throw Glocks in bulk
You already know how this shit gon' go
Writer: Andrew Lee, Jake Santa Cruz
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid