DISASTER lyrics
by Dro Kenji
[Intro]
(Yo, Zay, what up?)
(Census, what you cookin'?)
[Chorus]
My heart beat faster when I'm f*cked up and don't care about nun'
Let's make a disaster and throw it all away and watch the world burn
Shawty say I'm so damn silent in person, I'm just thinkin' 'bout all these bands
When I'm all alone, it's just me by myself
You was not by my side, what the f*ck is a handout? (What the f*ck is a handout?)
[Post-Chorus]
b*tch, I do what I want, ya not changin' me
I dropped twenty on diamonds for clarity (No)
I left Mary to go f*ck on Charity
Cold-hearted n*gga, it ain't no declarin' me (Ain't no declarin' me)
On my pistol, these n*ggas be pus*y (Whoa)
Too much drip, I ain't think the b*tch knew where to look
And this .762 read his mind like a book (Whoa)
I don't hang with the hatin' n*ggas, they get banned
Blocked from the squad, n*gga, you a fan
Crackers hatin' 'cause the Porsche is too fast
Love that b*tch and she gon' take you through Hell
All nine levels and back (Yeah)
I just want seven more racks (Yeah)
I cut off a couple of friends (Yeah)
And they're not allowed to come back here
[Verse]
Bae, you all mine, you drivin' me so crazy (Yeah)
We been sippin' all night, give me throat lazy (Whoa-oh)
And this Uzi came with thirty-two babies (Woo)
If that n*gga keep talkin', send two lasers (Whoa-oh-oh)
This ho told me she love me, she so crazy
b*tch, you know I'm too busy to show faces
Lock on my heart 'cause these b*tches be too fake
I know you got scars that you hide with your real face
And I'm here for your heart, so protect my mind (Mind)
I just wanna know what's on yours
At the same damn time, been alone so long that I find it real hard to trust your words
Tell me you're fine, when you're really not
Everyone keep on lyin', it's hard to not (Hard to not)
I'ma keep me some distance from all of them (All of them)
On my own, give a f*ck if you here or not (Uh-uh-ah)
[Chorus]
My heart beat faster when I'm f*cked up and don't care about nun'
Let's make a disaster and throw it all away and watch the world burn
Shawty say I'm so damn silent in person, I'm just thinkin' 'bout all these bands
When I'm all alone, it's just me by myself
You was not by my side, what the f*ck is a handout? (What the f*ck is a handout?)
[Post-Chorus]
b*tch, I do what I want, ya not changin' me
I dropped twenty on diamonds for clarity (No)
I left Mary to go f*ck on Charity
Cold-hearted n*gga, it ain't no declarin' me (Ain't no declarin' me)
On my pistol, these n*ggas be pus*y (Whoa)
Too much drip, I ain't think the b*tch knew where to look
And this .762 read his mind like a book (Whoa)
I don't hang with the hatin' n*ggas, they get banned
Blocked from the squad, n*gga, you a fan
Crackers hatin' 'cause the Porsche is too fast
Love that b*tch and she gon' take you through Hell
All nine levels and back (Yeah)
I just want seven more racks (Yeah)
I cut off a couple of friends (Yeah)
And they're not allowed to come back here (Da-da-da-da-da)