Xen Retro - Pro Lunch Lyrics

Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma
Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma
Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma
Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma

I'm hoping that I don't call on ya
Rolling out like a comet
I'm shooting rockets at amateurs
Rocking out to Metallica
Mounting a couple canistas
Retro might come and damage ya
Anesthesia and Panadol pack a punch on the regular
Pharmaceutical formulas formulating my barrier
Trapping off all that Molly antagonizing character
Stacking up my credentials to monetize on yo monitor
Said I carried the flavor been shaking baking oregano
Recking I wreck yo records for reprimanding my status
I serve it like Benihana my pedigree on my platter
I'm badder in every topic for competition they bragging
No lacking you niggas lagging no karma when I attack ya
That's tacky I'm really bracking that's funny they never strapping up
Said you claiming sets but you niggas ain't Eva bracking blood
X and Y ain't adding up
Bullets to yo fibula
Light it for camera n grip the clutch on Acura's
Blahh,
Bitch I'm royal
They lucky I don't destroy em
My jugular running oil and this repotore been enourmaous
My bullets leave em in fetal and pistol screaming abortion
You soft as a pussy leaking I know the coffin adore ya
Please
Woah sir think you need to grow first
Hoe swerve lesson learned wrote this shit in loafers bro
With a pen
You could call this pro-verbs
Pro-lunch with the ticket swear this shit been light work when I

Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma
Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma
Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma
Hop out with the choppa load a clip and then we roll out i'mma