Pilot lyrics

[Intro: Pimpblur]
Got the backwoods and I'm rollin' the Zeus
With thunder strikes, I feel like Zeus
Gimme the toolie, you know I'mma shoot
I do it for fun, yo, life is a game

[Interlude]
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, aye!

[Verse 1: Pimpblur]
Got the backwoods and I'm rollin' the Zeus
With thunder strikes, I feel like Zeus (yuh)
Gimme the toolie, you know I'mma shoot
I do it for fun, yo, life is a game
And I love to play like a class of Kahoot (yuh, yuh)
You beggin' for head, I don't even gotta ask (nah)
Get rich or die trying, that is the task (yuh)
I'm wearing all black, at your crib with a mask (yuh)
You talkin' that sh*t, your life won't last
You talkin' that sh*t, I'll break you like glass
You is a b*tch, you talk out your ass (yuh)
Feelin' like Messi, I'm kicking his head
Kickin' that sh*t, 'til that shut turn red
He askin' to talk, but it all been said
He askin' to talk, but I talk with my fist
He talkin' that sh*t, I'mma f*ck on his b*tch (yuh)
I'm blowing his brains if my man's a snitch (yuh)
I want it all, my hands need an itch (yuh)
I grab what I can and you know I'mma dip
He run his one, I'm getting it done
He run his one and I'm busting his lip
His b*tch left him and suck on my di*k
You see him as fam, I'm seeing a lick
I'm going in and out, I'm making it quick
[Verse 2: 561 Santana]
I'm in this b*tch, boy, shoutout to Eric (my god!)
We trappin' in Paris, we trappin' in L.A. (aye!)
That b*tch an enemy, playin' whatever
He want smoke like a chimney, uh (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Ya-ya-y'all n*ggas stupid and ratchet as f*ck (aye)
When you see me come up, get ready to duck (boom-boom-boom!)
And my wrist on some other sh*t, dancing like crazy
I'm f*ckin' that b*tch, I ain't calling her baby (bling!)
I just might run tonight, I'm playing safety
Boy, you a [?], my uncle smoke better and that n*gga 80
When I see you again, I done hit her with maybe (yuh)
Say I am better to her, then to her I am tasty (mwah)
Honestly, I don't know what happening lately (what?)
Same n*ggas hating be asking for features
I'm on my way, you get shown like you teacher
Flexing your b*tch on your story, I seen her (f*ck you!)
You come in clean, I come in cleaner
I do not like you, can tell by demeanor (yup, yup, yup, yup)
Bullets come through like di*k came between her (boom-boom-boom)
We cooking, no hot dogs, but she eating wiener
I cannot worry 'cause that b*tch an eater (she is)
My style weird, my style odd (what, aye)
I'm f*cking your b*tch, yes, my di*k in your broad

[Verse 3: FLXRES]
Ayy! 561, Sidorenko (okay)
Us n*ggas gonna get the bread like I am panko (like, ooo, yuh)
Some of these n*ggas switching, Nintendo game though (yuh)
n*ggas is reaching like 6th game of Halo (yuh, okay, huh, b*tch!)
Yes indeed, that b*tch she like me, she next to me (like ooo)
I got the drip like the Seven Seas (yuh, aye)
You talkin' sh*t you the enemy (okay like, yuh!)
b*tch, I am stronger than the Hennessy (okay, huh)
I am just a whole 'nother entity (yuh, yuh, ayy)
Lil' b*tch kinda like me, she flexin' me (flexin' me, ayy!)
Fire up the place, match, kerosene (yuh, b*tch)
Your b*tch swing with her hips, Peter Parker (huh)
Skywalking, told b*tch "Call me father."
Kick her to the curb, yea, don't stomp her (FLXRES, FLXRES)
Like brick that Mario hit, I block her (yuh, yuh, yuh)
I am a troll, yea, I like to start sh*t (ooo)
Red dot on your head like logo of Target (ayy-ayy, yuh)
Bane of existence like born in the darkness (huh, pilot)
b*tch is a witch, but she bad like the Scarlet (pilot, pilot)
I am a gentlemen, eat her up like a vitamin (okay, huh)
Your neck green like a Benjamin, n*ggas bitter like medicine (huh)
You an ugly ass specimen, asian on me, John Lennon-non (pshh, pssh)
Closet full of the skeletons, not f*ckin' with you like celibate, okay
[Outro: FLXRES]
Huh, killed that sh*t
Dirty little b*tch, yea, she dancing on my di*k, like ooo
Yuh, killed that sh*t
Lil' n*gga already know what the f*ck I do
And I hit that b*tch up, I'm a mystery, ooo
Pull up with the gang, Scooby-Doo
What am I saying right now, I don't know dude, what the f*ck it do