World War Y lyrics
by Y2
sh*t this of God
Rewind
I am the God of this sh*t
Where's the lie
If I'm not on yo top ten I'm negative 9
Means I'm ahead of my time
b*tch I ain't worried bout a goddamn top 5
Hotter than Hot Boyz in 99
Hot fries Hell's host ghost pepper
Ghost writer and I'm Ghost Rider
Wit motorcycle tires on fire
You die
From slick tongue
Cuz the di*k long
The list long
Like Schlitterbahn lines you skip from
I know it's a b*tch
That's why I'm laughing at you
Hahahahahahahaha
n*ggas won't admit it's gettin hard for me to miss
Even when skeetin on ya b*tch
Number one seed on top her lip
A n*gga winning I'm evil grinning
Ain't that about a b*tch
Impregnated with my baby
I started shaving my head cuz I will nеver fade
Not for debatе
I just B-raiding n*ggas
Nobody safe
b*tch you better check yo chakras
Deepak Chopra
f*ck that
So ahead of my time all my new sh*t is throwback
Slow loud
Banging the new slab blacker than Kodak Black
Riding around with that Ray Charles
Laser
Still my favorite rapper
sh*t I'm just waiting on K Dot
It's hard to be nice guy but I'z no surprise
Been giving you n*ggas life
Can't spell one day without a Y
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Watch this b*tch
n*gga I'z go crazy Hospin
Hospitable
Hospital's closed but I better go
Umbilical cord
I was born with horns and a hot head
Still got this sh*t locked
n*ggas surprised I am not Fed
Ah man
Did I d-d-d-d stutter
I can't make up this sh*t
Lil b*tch I got it covered
Should be writing for everybody
I'm dripping you a puddle
You are under my umbrella ella
Tired of telling mutha f*ckas
I'm a psychopath
In a bubble bath of blood
Set tripping I'll have to wet you up like a Baptism
A hahahahaha
Still working that magic wit it like Vwhalalaha
I am LeBron Godzilla
What time is it
Imma visit the nearest cemetery cuz y'all in it
I kill it
Look here lil n*gga
f*ck is you on
I am the God
Lord of the Graa
One for ya top
These n*ggas night night
Snore
My sh*t on sight
Bite
Jaws
Ran it like blitz
Ain't even flinch
All my sh*t hit
Y'all n*ggas duds
Label me legend
I'm out chere flexin
Ain't even stressing
Don't give a f*ck
I was the icon
That turned into Ycon
Mo tales from the 6
n*gga I'll keep the lights on
It's on when it's gratatatata
Overkill
Gratatata
Die
My stock going up on my clone n*gga
You know n*gga
You don't belong where I roam
American
Even safe ain't safe no more
Ya face ain't face no more
That K Slay n*ggas like DJ's
My baby gone
Kanksta wok wit chopstick
Word from the samurai
Vandalize ya block quick
Choo n*ggas on that is not it
I just put a whole in the whole rap game
Ain't have to c*ck it
Y'all need
To stop it
Or I'm fur-thereing ya defeat like a Hobbit
Stick on me like Harry Potter
But goin Goblin
My sh*t stay knocking like Mormons
Doorman
Hey Mr. Postman
Surprise
I ain't seeing no lies
Still can't spell one day without a Y
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