Protocol Killic & Apexxxx - #Experiment01 (feat. Lowly) Lyrics

I've been moving I've been flexing since the nights yeah
Tryna chase the money cause it's been on sight
Tryna see the stars so f*cking flick the lights yeah
Hitting licks smoking puffs who am I?
Change the game up tell these niggas pull they socks up
Why they sleeping on a nigga Jesus christ
Fucc yo bitch, now you pulled up looking ac'd up
We've been moving at an angle lean on flight
Flexing flexing moving got my hoe
Creeping inside the ends and got my home bros
Flexing on negus and got my hoooeeee
We be moving fast not moving slow mooo
Could've done it on my own
Xan and perky got me moving sloow moo
You dont pay me thats a noo showw
Living life Im walking on a tight rope
Flexing want double r's inverted doors thats suicide
On check list more check bitch like check boys they never die
I was texting my ex bitch my next shit is paradise
Ahead of them like a paradime
Never lacking I ain never lie
All I want is a cadet
Pay me the money and pay me respect
Never front if they talk behind backs
It be like bolt when I hop on a track
Give me the baton and I'm running a lap
And give it to killic he give it a jab
In the studio it look like a lab
Bad little bitches they wanna get neck, huh
I've been moving I've been flexing since the nights yeah
Tryna chase the money cause it's been on sight
Tryna see the stars so f*cking flick the lights yeah
Hitting licks smoking puffs who am I?
Change the game up tell these niggas pull they socks up
Why they sleeping on a nigga Jesus christ
Fucc yo bitch, now you pulled up looking ac'd up
We've been moving at an angle lean on flight
Flexing flexing moving got my hoe
Creeping inside the ends and got my home bros
Flexing on negus and got my hoe
We be moving fast not moving slow mo
Bitch I'm cut throat
Flow is nuts though
Pills is here, all we do is cut the lights whoa
Shit is lit, on my dick is your bitch
She been here all night saying papi you the shit
At the club pop xanny throw them racks up watch them all fall slow
If that bitch won't f*ck then we gon' sit on sofa have a talk show
297 on hold, music all gold cause a nigga drip sauce
F*ck the game up me and apeman, all we do to niggas, criss cross
Studio always lit, lacing the fire, finesse on your bitch
Saying that killic ain't shit, get on your knees and then suck on my dick
Bitch I'm the python in this, when the beat hop I jus squeeze I don't spit
Off to the top with this shit, they at the bottom and fighting for piss
I am a beast, I know it, a freak with heat, heart is still frozen
She sick of the pp's and I'm sick off the p&p, pill and potion
I know it's drastic how my lips part creating damage
I do not half spit, that's the sick part. I'm the whole package
Pack, pack
Bars, maxed
Bag packed
Art, rap
Inner demon
Tapped, tap
I'm not breathing
Gas, gas
Oxygen (Hey)
Gasping for some oxygen (Oh my god)
Writing raps (Hey)
And my head be frolicking
(Oh oh oh my god)
I'm a god, you bout to be born again (Ay ay oh my god)
I'm a god, you bout to be born again
I'm like ouu
Shawty make it move
Test me and you're doomed
I swear you a fool, wait
I'm like ouu
I think you a fool
Try me and you're doomed
Try me and you're doomed, aye
She like ouuu
Shawty made it mhhhhhh