Cornball lyrics

[Intro]
Fired, it's too many missions ain't completed
My shooters know they fired if to much missions ain't completed
My shooters know they— woo, shooters know they—
Woo, shooters know they— shooters know they—
Uh, uh

[Chorus]
All my shooters know they fired if too much missions ain't completed (Thanks, Yakree)
We all zombie, I'm ballin' with my Z like I'm Vegeta
Ho, f*ck your man, that n*gga a ball of corn, that n*gga cheesy
Can't be defeated, type to get your number, don't even ring it
I told that b*tch I'ma have her f*cked up 'bout me, she ain't believe it
I told that b*tch I'ma have to cut her off if I get caught cheatin'

[Verse]
My blues turned to Amiris, now I'm not missin' no more seasons
Told the team, "No more new n*ggas, we killin' sh*t for treason"
On me, they all got sleepy, get 'em off that Tempur-Pedic
That RICO, beat it, n*ggas closed their eyes, they ain't wan' see it
Was facing thirty years, but still I did that sh*t too easy
I'm tired of n*ggas beefin' 'bout these b*tches who too easy
I'm tired of n*ggas startin' sh*t, then coppin', tryna plead it
No internet, I send 'em there for real, ain't gon' tweet it
Ain't killed sh*t, they claimin' n*ggas' work, them n*ggas thievin'
They screamin', "What's the word?" but I say keep them n*ggas grievin'
My third eye come from a bird's eye so I could see it
Don't ask me why I'm cool on all them b*tches, I got reasons
I'm turnt up at my freest, keep wishin' that you could see this
New year come, new diseases, if you broke, you need to get treated
They know that we get active on they side for any reason
They know that we get active over there for anything
My stones too legit, it feel like walkin' in the rain
Put diamonds on that b*tch and then I drove that b*tch insane, uh
30, up your Glock and it's gon' show you how to hang, uh
Can't be countin' favors, that's gon' show you not to gain
[Chorus]
All my shooters know they fired if too much missions ain't completed (Completed)
We all zombie, I'm ballin' with my Z like I'm Vegeta (Yao Ming)
Ho, f*ck your man, that n*gga a ball of corn, that n*gga cheesy (f*ck that n*gga)
Can't be defeated, type to get your number, don't even ring it (Nah)
I told that b*tch I'ma have her f*cked up 'bout me, she ain't believe it (Told that b*tch)
I told that b*tch I'ma have to cut her off if I get caught cheatin'

[Outro]
On my own island in my city, can't none of these n*ggas just be me
Got codeine stuffed all up in a bottle like a genie, huh
Model b*tch gon' eat me, if I whip out, she'll eat it
He wanna go to trial right now, hit the motion and it's speedy