EQUILIBRIUM lyrics

[Intro: FROSTTT]
Ho' ass b*tch talkin', but I know that he a fan
Be careful I got mines planted in the sand
How's your day? I'm like "I made a f*ckin' band"
I got way more motion than you bro, and you so mad

[Verse 1: FROSTTT]
How am I 16, made more than your f*cking family?
Flush his mind with a .9 if he don't show me
Logged outta my Tor, I'm feeling like they watch me
Just copped Balenci runners, if they ask, Yale gifted me

[Verse 2: HXLX]
Reload that .45
He got shots in his spine
Watch that motherf*cker die
You should've stayed online
I shoot yo' ass up and then I switch the gun
Shoot yo' ass up, I'on shoot no one
Put a laser on my gun
Cut a n*gga throat and then I cut his tongue
f*ck everyone if you think that I'll die
Sell me the AKs, just tell me the price
Sell me the nines and that MP5
7.62, you'll be dead by tonight
5.56, I hit him in his chest
Wack someone over f*cking cash
Pull the f*cking trigger and I put 'em in the back
Jihad intruder in the motherf*cking camp
I'mma slice your f*cking face
7.62 in your ribcage
I got bullets with your name on it
Pull up if you really want it
Barret .50 Cal, nothing can stop it
Brain on the ground
Why don't you mop it ,b*tch?
Can't hear a sound
Bullets be hopping, b*tch
You are on the ground
Cannot be standin', b*tch
Never be found
I f*cking love it, b*tch
[Verse 3: FROSTTT]
I got 2 hoes in the Maybach and they just want the fame
After I count this honeybun, this Draco gon' be spittin' some flame
Xpanders on my feet, think it's time to expand his brain
It was a band for a bullet, now bands a day, popped like 10 today
You better hide, lil n*gga, 'cause all of your Drac's be spittin' 'em flames
Luh M16, gotta eliminate the lames
I just got a Alabaster, made it back in like a day
.45 bullets gon' hit his mans
Dumbass b*tch, just make it make sense
You can stay broke, I'ma chase these bands
The FN under my vetements

[Outro: FROSTTT]
It was a band for a bullet, now bands a day, popped like 10 today
You better hide, lil n*gga, 'cause all of your Drac's be spittin' 'em flames
Luh M16, gotta eliminate the lames
I just got a Alabaster, made it back in like a day
.45 bullets gon' hit his mans
Dumbass b*tch, just make it make sense
You can stay broke, I'ma chase these bands
The FN under my vetements