Contingency Clip
K, I don't knock, I'm rockin'
Time to roll in
One shot to pop his organs
Talk a lot, just stop it phony
Bro y'all just got demoted
Drop the top and drive it stolen
Stop talking, I'll ignore it
Stock the mops I got imported
Red dot up on your forehead
K, I'm just out here gettin' my money up
Might light that dummy up
I don't got fear, I got hunnit drums
Might cop that honey bun
When that Glock hit, I go dummy though
Like Mike, I'm glovin' up
In my cockpit, don't get bloodied up
Hotshot, I'm gunnin' em' with that
Big ol' .40 on my waist
Start duckin' rounds
Chrome four nickel hope to blow his brain
Stop duckin' down
No description, boy don't got no face
Without a sound
I could lift him to them floating gates
I broke him down
And I bet you'll never see me
Never stop twitchin'
Yellow Lamborghini
Hella shots rippin'
Several men defeated, lever not glitchin'
Run up, get deleted
Better stop flinchin'
Ay (Ay)
Ay (Ay)
I tote them big guns
Hold the phone, I blow that pole
That boy skippin' dimensions
Told em' though, I'm smokin' all my foes
That is the mission
Broke his bones then throw him to the wolves
That boy gone missin'
K, I'm in go mode
Watch me rock in slow mo
Watch me knock him cold
And toss his body far below though
I be coppin' scopes
So watch me mop him on the GoPro
Shawty top me slow
Then I get back to poppin' fo fos, bozo
K, I don't knock, I'm rockin'
Time to roll in
One shot to pop his organs
Talk a lot, just stop it phony
Bro y'all just got demoted
Drop the top and drive it stolen
Stop talkin, I'll ignore it
Stock the mops I got imported
Red dot up on your forehead
K, I'm just out here gettin' my money up
Might light that dummy up
I don't got fear, I got hunnit drums
Might cop that honey bun
When that Glock hit, I go dummy though
Like Mike, I'm glovin' up
In my cockpit, don't get bloodied up
Hotshot, I'm gunnin' em' with that
Big ol' .40 on my waist
Start duckin' rounds
Chrome four nickel hope to blow his brain
Stop duckin' down
No description, boy don't got no face
Without a sound
I could lift him to them floating gates
I broke him down
And I bet you'll never see me
Never stop twitchin'
Yellow Lamborghini
Hella shots rippin'
Several men defeated, lever not glitchin'
Run up, get deleted
Better stop flinchin'
Time to roll in
One shot to pop his organs
Talk a lot, just stop it phony
Bro y'all just got demoted
Drop the top and drive it stolen
Stop talking, I'll ignore it
Stock the mops I got imported
Red dot up on your forehead
K, I'm just out here gettin' my money up
Might light that dummy up
I don't got fear, I got hunnit drums
Might cop that honey bun
When that Glock hit, I go dummy though
Like Mike, I'm glovin' up
In my cockpit, don't get bloodied up
Hotshot, I'm gunnin' em' with that
Big ol' .40 on my waist
Start duckin' rounds
Chrome four nickel hope to blow his brain
Stop duckin' down
No description, boy don't got no face
Without a sound
I could lift him to them floating gates
I broke him down
And I bet you'll never see me
Never stop twitchin'
Yellow Lamborghini
Hella shots rippin'
Several men defeated, lever not glitchin'
Run up, get deleted
Better stop flinchin'
Ay (Ay)
Ay (Ay)
I tote them big guns
Hold the phone, I blow that pole
That boy skippin' dimensions
Told em' though, I'm smokin' all my foes
That is the mission
Broke his bones then throw him to the wolves
That boy gone missin'
K, I'm in go mode
Watch me rock in slow mo
Watch me knock him cold
And toss his body far below though
I be coppin' scopes
So watch me mop him on the GoPro
Shawty top me slow
Then I get back to poppin' fo fos, bozo
K, I don't knock, I'm rockin'
Time to roll in
One shot to pop his organs
Talk a lot, just stop it phony
Bro y'all just got demoted
Drop the top and drive it stolen
Stop talkin, I'll ignore it
Stock the mops I got imported
Red dot up on your forehead
K, I'm just out here gettin' my money up
Might light that dummy up
I don't got fear, I got hunnit drums
Might cop that honey bun
When that Glock hit, I go dummy though
Like Mike, I'm glovin' up
In my cockpit, don't get bloodied up
Hotshot, I'm gunnin' em' with that
Big ol' .40 on my waist
Start duckin' rounds
Chrome four nickel hope to blow his brain
Stop duckin' down
No description, boy don't got no face
Without a sound
I could lift him to them floating gates
I broke him down
And I bet you'll never see me
Never stop twitchin'
Yellow Lamborghini
Hella shots rippin'
Several men defeated, lever not glitchin'
Run up, get deleted
Better stop flinchin'
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Writer(s): Noah Obasi
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