Vhs - Halogen

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I pull bitches like a motherfucking habit
I got a ten-piece for your jaw, come and grab it
Didn’t ask when I gave a fuck about your family
Fuck up again, some bullshit bitches sappy
Pullin' up looking shaggy in a soccer-mom van straight flexin'
Dick out with a bad bitch on my left, and
Give me ten, I’mma have another on the right
You know, sum lil slight then we fuck all night, yuh
How’s it feel that your favorite rapper ain’t a rapper
Big boy flex, but another fuckin' capper, huh
Pretty boy appeal on the pussy lookin' dapper
Make her fall in love with me then I drop the bitch after
Give a fuck 'bout any new kid on the block
On your knees whn you’re near me, I don’t wanna har the talk
Shit outta luck 'cause you slop top on my cock
Finna rock all these fuckers on the way to the top
Crack your skull open 'cause y’all can’t catch up
Make shit and make it bump
I don’t need no tag to make y’all jump
'Cause there’s way more shit where that came from
Crack your skull open 'cause y’all can’t catch up
Make shit and make it bump
I don’t need no tag to make y’all jump
'Cause there’s way more shit where that came from
In Scooby-Doo I write the plan, while I’m at it choose the trick
She can stand in front of line and back it up a lil bit
Rappin' with the metal makin' salt, call us halogen
I never been a role model, the problem be you followin'
Marijuana come in rockets, dabs are rock and shit is flawless
Gettin' praised from the greatest, banned from the oval office
Nigga listen, when I talk, better drop your knees, got it
Or I’ll knock you into-morrow where you still leanin' out on Vicodin
Hold my peace close, I ain’t even said shit
Just give it 'bout a year when the figures hitting six
Hit my DMs, «you should know better»
Yeah whatever, I ain’t even ever heard you rappin' on shit
Bones crack on the curb that I put to your wit
Nigga I ain’t tryna box I’m tryna bust out where it kicks
Come and check the mint, none of us are counterfeit
Can’t catch up, homie it ain’t the spotter’s fault you can’t lift, ah
I can’t hold a straight face for more than thirty seconds
No I won’t trip, fall into the beat you sent me
Hold the whole dick if you gonna lick the head
That line was stupid, so what bitch, I wrote it
No new shit 'cause I’m tired of expressin'
The same damn things like a Duolingo lesson
Caveman shit when I look at my reflection
Goddamn that flow sick, no shit bitch, I wrote it
You wanna talk a little bit about damage
Bitch I’m legal, not afraid to do some to my record
Oh you can see into the future don’t tell me
My horoscope says, I’ll punch you 'till you stop talkin'
Look at 'em stop and stare everytime I start walkin'
Over and over again, there’s no protocol for moshin'
Poppin' and sockin' and rockin', puttin' a side of hip hop 'cause
Where we going there ain’t no god, bitch
Crack your skull open 'cause y’all can’t catch up
Make shit and make it bump
I don’t need no tag to make y’all jump
'Cause there’s way more shit where that came from
Crack your skull open 'cause y’all can’t catch up
Make shit and make it bump
I don’t need no tag to make y’all jump
'Cause there’s way more shit where that came from
Stupid bitch, I’m a narcissist
Damn right, only get down just for me just tonight
You’re both right, no complaints only hate for you bitch
Ass
(That's pretty stupid actually I’m not gonna say that)
Who’s your god nigga I probably control flow better
Gotta vendetta, don’t give a fuck about them trend-setters
Bed wetters always wanna front up with me
Better put your hands up, see the stains when you stand up
They pale runnin', MJ, Cosgrove Miranda
Sandra, got 'em screamin' all over the mattress
It’s madness, fantastic our semantics
Cap shit?
Nah, halogen only a fragment