DESTINATION ZERO lyrics

He got one shot left
Drum drop
Got them funds on deck
Suck that di*k until the c*m drop yes
b*tch
Its
High role
Fly mode
Walking wit his eyes closed
He crying on his live
For being caught up in the spiral

Homie on that capping sh*t he talking he ain't knowing none
Watergate we tapping in and see him f*cking smoking dust
b*tch I’m f*cking back again you pussies steady slowing up
I'm breathing in the pathogen and feeling like I'm overdone

Toting guns
Homie show up
Just to get his f*cking face cut
Gripping on the weapon
Solar powered call it ray gun
Homie count his hours overpowered better say sumn
Face up, face facts never been a great one

f*ck that, black jack, bet that you won’t aim none
Bust that cap back, finna leave the slate done
b*tch ain't gotta weapon only letters on the key pad
Mr X'ng b*tches when I pull up and delete that
Im Moving up
Had to be a moment where you screwed it up
Losing your momentum you ain't meant to be a number 1
Cluttered up, muddled thoughts I'm all up in the hall to dump
Falling up vertigo I feel like Its been long enough

Nice no ice
Little bet
Shoot dice
Move like vets
On the set
Too nice

Got em wet
No knife
Got a wreck no life
Oh god laying pipe
Oh god, oh nice