ORBITAL lyrics

[Intro]
Yo, XZARKHAN, I'm over here at Wawa posted up, having a 16 ounce Colombian blend, and uh, this kid just told his dad that I look like John Cena, and he's jealous now

[Verse 1: XZARKHAN]
Push to the front, to the front, we be on the hunt
Talk it how you want, but you front, this ain't what you want
Dash out the truck, out the truck, stick gon' blow you up
Racks in the cut, in the cut, I'm like, "b*tch, what's up?"
Push to the front, to the front, we be on the hunt
Talk it how you want, but you front, this ain't what you want
Dash out the truck, out the truck, stick gon' blow you up
Racks in the cut, in the cut, I'm like, "b*tch, what's up?"
Move, b*tch, get the f*ck out the way
Move, b*tch, get the f*ck out the way
f*ck out the way, you might win, but it's not today
Nah, we don't fade, if you stay, you will feel my blade

[Verse 2: CutThroatCrew]
Get the f*ck out the way, earn your place when I come through
Get the f*ck out my space, I might show what that gun do
I got a Glock 30 with extension
Kicked outta school, I was skipping detention
Most of you rappers is stuck in my mentions
Pull out a rocket, I'm causing you tension
Quick like rabbit, shooting rapids, let you have it, uh
Pistol shine like Patek, causing static, it's a habit, uh
AR keep it matted for a n*gga, leave me rabid, uh
n*ggas riding dirty, let off rounds until it's valid, uh
[Verse 3: Drownmili]
Getting the green, the cabbage
You n*ggas average, I am a savage, yuh
Move, little b*tch, get the f*ck out my way
Got a Glock and you know that it's blasting, huh
You n*ggas don't want the static, huh
Glock 45 and it's blasting, huh
And I'm ripping through n*ggas elastic, huh
When I walk in this sh*t, it get tragic, huh
So move, little b*tch
Get the f*ck out my way, yuh, I pull up and off sh*t
You can't proceed without moving with caution