Murciélago lyrics

[Chorus] - Enhance

Uh, way I'm on full speed, you would think I'm on go
(Go, go, go)
If the times right, in the night light, we'a kick in your door
(Door, door)
If you hold up, we give no f*cks, we'a come back for more
(More, more)
This a Murciélago, Demi Lovato, bro sell white to a white whore

[Verse 1] - Enhance

Your music make me wanna puke, banana and sprite
I'm on top of they head like some lice
And I'm on top of they b*tch every night
I ain't beef with you, you work nine to five
Bro think he bulletproof, he surviving
Shots coming from the roof, that's my sniper
Put an AP on my shooter, staying on timing
They wanna be like me, keep biting
Uh, y'all just some wannabes
Uh, uh, y'all wanna be me so damn bad
Your music butt, booty, ass
I ain't know that was your b*tch, my fault, my bad
I guess I'm sorry
Uh, boy crying he scream for his mommy
Walk round the store, off an x, I'm a zombie
I want the brain, drop a dot and she'll find me
[Chorus] - Enhance

Uh, way I'm on full speed, you would think I'm on go
(Go, go, go)
If the times right, in the night light, we'a kick in your door
(Door, door)
If you hold up, we give no f*cks, we'a come back for more
(More, more)
This a Murciélago, Demi Lovato, bro sell white to a white whore

[Verse 2] - reefuh

Stop, living in the f*cking Larry Fitz
My lil bro swipe, off a thirty M-G tryna blick sum
Put my blood sweat and trust, yuh
In this pistol
I just swiped your momma
Imma bad mami jammer
My brother whip it in that spot
I grew up round a scammer
b*tch we hit ya on the fifth
Treat like that is not no scandel
b*tch I'll f*ck me up a cheque
In the city of bandanas
I just fu-f*cked up my fanta
And my bih on planet spliter hoe, yuh
Skrt skrt skrt
[Chorus] - Enhance

Uh, way I'm on full speed, you would think I'm on go
(Go, go, go)
If the times right, in the night light, we'a kick in your door
(Door, door)
If you hold up, we give no f*cks, we'a come back for more
(More, more)
This a Murciélago, Demi Lovato, bro sell white to a white whore

[Verse 3] - Enhance

I kick doors, you kick sticks and rocks, boy (boy, boy)
You make me sick to my stomach
I'm up in her stomach
I'm making some noi-noi-noise (noi-noi-noise)
AMG that's a big toy
In an AMC, off an LSD, I can't even see, no more
No, I can't even see straight
Choppa gay, see a man, it'll masturbate
Five five two hit his skull, it'll desecrate
They wanna ball but b*tch I'm playing keep away, keep away, keep away
I look in the mirror like who I wanna be today
I'm gonna be that man, always been that way
I always keep that blam, and I let it spray
Paraplegic boy I make his legs break