BASED NEGATIVE SQUAD lyrics
by CHRIST DILLINGER
[Intro - Xhris2Easy]
(Shadow Rich Gang just took your soul, and you're never gettin' it...)
All my bros hella bossed up, pull out a Glock, aim for yo top
(Shadow Rich Gang just took your soul, and you're never gettin' it...)
All my bros hella bossed up, pull out a Glock, aim for yo top
(Shadow Rich Gang just took your soul, and you're never gettin' it...)
All my bros hella bossed up, pull out a Glock, aim for yo top
(Shadowman13, real fentanyl music)
Christ Dillinger we on top
I'm on stage pullin' out my..
(this song is terrorist propaganda, and listening to it is punishable by death)
[Verse 1 - Xhris2Easy & Christ Dillinger]
All my bros hella bossed up, pull out a Glock, aim for yo top
Christ Dillinger, we on top
I'm on the stage, pullin' out my c*ck
1500, it could get you shot
Just like Pootie Tang, on the block
I was on the block, with that crack in my sock
I forgot his name, but that n*gga got shot
I smell like blunt wraps and big [butts?]
Throw an 8th from the block 'causе I don't give a f*ck
Every day of the week I bе pourin' up
n*ggas hatin' on us 'cause they broke as f*ck
Hoppin' on the stage and pull out my balls
22 thousand missed calls
22 thousand dollar drawers
22 b*tches out on call
I ball on these n*ggas like John Wall
All my opps broke as f*ck, goin' through withdrawals (S-s-s-shadow)
When I go to the bank, only come out with withdrawals
I just rolled the biggest blunt she ever saw
I'ma walk in the end zone like I'm Deion Sanders
Got this b*tch on both knees like she Ned Flanders
That b*tch said I was broke, that was slander
I don't put my fist up, ain't no Black Panther (holy sh*t)
I'ma smoke gas 'til I get cancer
I'ma talk crazy 'til I get canceled
Heard you had a show but that sh*t was canceled
Ain't nobody come to that sh*t
Watch how you talkin', you a lil kid
I'm a OG in this b*tch
Blowin' OG in the whip
Hotbox the v until I'm sick (holy sh*t)
[Verse 2 - Acid Souljah]
b*tch I'm in Virginia smokin' joints Bob Marley
I be higher than motherf*ckin' Bob Marley
Off that Perc and Molly
b*tch I'm out my body
Geeked up at the party (Shadow Wizard Goblin Insanity)
f*ckin' on yo b*tch
I'm based and I'm and pretty and I'm also really rich (holy sh*t)
Acid Souljah number 1 up in this b*tch
I pop out with some diamonds on my f*ckin' wrist
I pop out with the Eric Cartman chain up on my fit
Today I'm out in VA, tomorrow I'm in Georgia (DJ Smokey, tripple six b*tch)
Either way yo b*tch wanna f*ck so I deploy her
Put her on my bed
I f*cked that b*tch so good that she forgot she had a head
I pop out in this b*tch, damn, I'm the main event
I'm comin' to yo city to sell out a show and probably pay your rent
Your mom in my DMs
I f*cked that b*tch so good that she forgot she had a son (holy sh*t)
Acid Souljah goin' up, I'm brighter than the sun
Acid Souljah goin' up, b*tch I'm number 1
(Holy sh*t, this some hot garbage but I can't stop listening
Nuke Radio! We make the best bombs!
Shadow Nuclear Soldiers, pledge your soul to the Shadow God)