‎nomorewords #TheFallen lyrics

[Intro]
My gang, my squad, the cult, the mob
The cult go hard, I hang with gods—
My gang, my squad, the cult, the mob
The cult go hard, I hang with gods—
My gang, my squad, the cult, the mob
The cult go hard, I hang with gods
You flex, get robbed, get money, on Jah
Yo' b*tch won't stop, her purse get dobbed
She see my car, her pus*y throb
He need a fade, then you get dropped—

[Verse]
Showdown
Everybody actin' brand new
Ain't nobody an exception, but my momma' do it to
Aye, I feel like I don't have sh*t to lose
Boy get trapped, I got lean, I got weed and they move
If you need the Oxy's, then that's cool
I can pull up on you now if you coppin' more than 2
Hella' hunnid's and my pockets stained blue
n*gga quit with all that flexin' 'fore a n*gga stain you

[Chorus]
Yeah, my gang, my squad, the cult, the mob
The cult go hard, I hang with gods
You flex, get robbed, get money, on Jah
Yo' b*tch won't stop, her purse get dobbed
She see my car, her pus*y throb
He need a fade, then you get dropped
He said it's a issue, it's up, let's ride
I'm in the backroom with yo' b*tch, please knock