32 lyrics

by

Belis


[Intro: $NOT]
Ayy, bad homie came in with my blade
Ayy, yeah, ayy

[Chorus: $NOT]
Bad homie came in with my blade (Ayy)
Thirty-two shell shots at yo f*ckin' brain (Yeah)
Wanna see the stars, now you see yo dead face
Don’t you f*ckin' move, n*gga, let me f*ckin' aim (Haha)
That’s okay (That's okay), don't you move (Don't you move)
All my n*ggas comin' out like a loose screw (Ayy)
I be walkin' like my name is Vince McMahon (Ya)
Pistol, twin Glocks, call that Lindsay Lohan (Ayy)
Goddamn (Goddamn), oh sh*t (Oh sh*t)
You a stupid n*gga, I can't f*ck with no b*tch (Nah)
Big bands (Big bands), in my pants (In my pants)
Everywhere I walk, I'm a walkin’ f*ckin’ lick (Ayy)

[Chorus: $NOT]
Bad homie came in with my blade (Ayy)
Thirty-two shell shots at yo f*ckin' brain (Yeah)
Wanna see the stars, now you see yo dead face
Don’t you f*ckin' move, n*gga, let me f*ckin' aim (Haha)
That's okay (That’s okay), don't you move (Don't you move)
All my n*ggas comin' out like a loose screw (Ayy)
I be walkin' like my name is Vince McMahon (Ya)
Pistol, twin Glocks, call that Lindsay Lohan (Ayy)
Goddamn (Goddamn), oh sh*t (Oh sh*t)
You a stupid n*gga, I can't f*ck with no b*tch (Nah)
Big bands (Big bands), in my pants (In my pants)
Everywhere I walk, I'm a walkin' f*ckin' lick (Ayy)
[Verse: Belis]
Here in my Bugatti coupe, don't give a f*ck about you
You see my money compilin', yeah, all of them b*tches be silent
Funny what money can do, livin' by whatever rule
They payin' me just to fly in and my whole closet is high end
What you gonna say? Ha, you can go out in LA
Got another day, yeah, I won't stay home, I got plans
You be so you say, ha, I stick it straight to the man
I can make you pray, ha, Katana is straight from Japan

[Refrain: Belis]
Katana, Katana, Katana

[Chorus: $NOT]
Bad homie came in with my blade (Ayy)
Thirty-two shell shots at yo f*ckin' brain (Yeah)
Wanna see the stars, now you see yo dead face
Don't you f*ckin' move, n*gga, let me f*ckin' aim (Haha)

[Outro: Belis]
Here in my Bugatti coupe, don't give a f*ck about you
You see my money compilin', yeah, all of them b*tches be silent
Funny what money can do, livin' by whatever rule
They payin' me just to fly in and my whole closet is high end
What you gonna say? Ha, you can go out in LA
Got another day, yeah, I won't stay home, I got plans
You be so you say, ha, I stick it straight to the man
I can make you pray, ha, Katana is straight from Japan
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