Post game pskr lyrics

[Intro]
WTFOMARI

[ Verse 1: Niontay]
I got a bag out your city
Soon I touch da A I hit Benji
Kno it’s blood on me lord forgive me
I might fire up da opps in Disney
Merch do numbers I’m neck neck wit taka man
I had forgot who u was wen da xotic hit
n*gga paperwork red tryna politic
I jus got lil head lil lobotomy
30k on tour of shirts n*gga I ain’t een gon speak on what the CDs brought me in
Debo like yatman stall me out
Took risks with the pros money all was in
Who me i jus stack my cheese yea the war start wit me
Lil n*gga I’m all for it
Did numbers off the hill what your dawg couldn’t
Lil n*gga want a fade then call and book me

[Verse 2: El Cousteau]
I take a dope fein on a move
We goin rob us a n*gga
Im at the Italian diner on capitol hill
Left the intercontinental
Im southeast in A5
Where the young n*ggas shoot out a window
Kidnap a witness
Give a f*ck about nothing
Me & cuhs ain’t sparing a n*gga
I got my hands in it
Im fighting the judgement and ducking the fire
I take advantage wherever it’s room
For a n*gga to conquer and divide
Im outside ducking these felonies
My momma she pray for my sins & my lies
Im in the drug zone on the corner of staples
Looking death in his eyes