Onomatopoeia lyrics

[Intro: Zy Benji]
(Mvmbo)
And I only rap on Sundays

[Verse 1: Zy Benji]
He ain't want his face, my brother took it I guess it's finders keepers
We in and out in 30 seconds or less go ahead and time the meter
f*ck you and your dead homies, go ahead and cry river
Another body we puttin' all the bodies inside a coliseum
I know some n*ggas who got hit way back and they need calcium
Stuff a Kriss Vect inside that b*tch, bro, you don't need the drum
He got dreads but went and got a hat because he needed one
My b*tch said, you need to see ya son, damn, look what I've become
I hope my son don't try shoot his pop just like he Durk son
Zy Benji, this my second form, got different versions
Can't wait to catch a n*gga one-on-one just like a Versus
If rap don't pay, I whip my wrist, I'm good in cursive
We forcing it, we turnt a 2 door coupe into a 5-seater
If it's that deep we shoot the b*tch too, you know what bye Felicia
Switch & drac' go off, make different sounds like ONOMATOPOEIA
My judge told me how many years I'm facin', I know I'ma beat it
If I get locked I want the biggest charge, I want a racketeerin'
My Russian plug, build a switch for you, his name Vladimir
The draco squeeze, it get smoky and change the atmosphere
Get back ain't really got no date just don't take seven years
sh*t, if I got to, I'ma shoot out Jag trucks like I'm from Jacksonville
Off a pill, he gon' kill all day, give him an Adderall
Just don't go to jail and tell them people you gettin' sabotaged
You said my name, now the whole district think I'm a mastermind
All my cards, be on the table, sh*t like a natural nine
Whatever I do, I'ma stand on it, no, I ain't camouflaged
Boy, you soft as dandelion, you ain't harder than Chrisean
Hit a opp, he did the party rock, and now it's Hammer Time
I ain't talkin' rap videos, but I got camera time
I put Two shooters on both different sides, and now it's sandwich time
I been told n*ggas, I bang high like Noah Farrakhan
[Verse 2: Skrilla]
Feel like my son gon' be a shooter, feel like Bronny and LeBron
I'm shootin' sh*t like 1Mirs, play backseat, I'm James Bond
Crunch time, walk downs to get back, it takes time
Jeff Dahm, I'm snatchin' souls like I'm the Reaper, take mine
Showed the b*tch a micro drac', she asked me am I OvO
Each O, 50 round mag, that's a hundred more
Told the b*tch, f*ck me on that money, f*ck me on that floor
Pullin' up, presidential, feel like Barack in the zoom', Kenzo
Zombieland, I done made it out the trench, but I can't never leave the hood
Mama asked me why I go back, mama, I know that I'm good
Fell in love with servin' custies, I'm just a little misunderstood
Servin' custies got the block hot, pull out loud with a new strike
Sayin' prince, the Elegua, to take my soul, and reunite her
I been up all day off Jigga's, I been up pullin' all nighters
Brodie askin' you for a one, I whip the switch, I ain't a fighter
Snake fam

[Outro: Zy Benji]
And I only rap on Sundays