Released: November 2, 2020
Songwriter: Jahlil Beats Busta Rhymes
Producer: Jahlil Beats
[Intro]
Everybody with the action
'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen
Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions
Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga get to blackin' (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)
[Verse 1]
You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (Throw it up)
Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out
Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up
Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up
How could you ever imagine I'll still get two
And then flatten shit after all of these years and make thеse niggas sick of
My sniper, heat seekеrs'll find you while I give friendly reminders
See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver
[Chorus]
Shatter, eat that (Huh)
Got to give it to her, she need that (Ah)
Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack
Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (Turn up for 'em)
[Verse 2]
Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'
Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya
You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up
Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya
Bitch, I'm a different kind, I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (Different line)
Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time
The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)
Wave the banner on the Conglomerate
We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (Flick it up)
Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em
They here to fuck so we can cock them hammers on 'em
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold up, who is you, nigga?
You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?
Let's go
Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (Mm-mm)
Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her
We 'bout to flatline a nigga
I'm 'bout to flatline her (Uh huh)
We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)
[Chorus]
Shatter, eat that (Huh), got to give it to her, she need that (Ah)
Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack
Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (Turn up for 'em)
Who is you, nigga?
You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?
Let's go (Ah)
[Verse 3]
Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood
You we always try to get it while the getting's good
Bitch, you wouldn't of said it, well I wish you would
The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could
We tryna tell 'em, relax
We only be dealin' with facts and see I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (Kill him)
See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em
Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (Huh)
Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)
I'ma kick ya inna da face like mi them a playin' socca
I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (Hold it)
Now you see how we be movin'
See, I don't know what your provin'
Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up
Fuck the type of drug your usin', you nigga always been losin'
And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up
See how we launch another missile, nigga?
Shit could never more official, nigga
Flatline them artificial niggas
And brand them niggas all my initials, nigga
Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (Bend it)
Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (Pyoom)
I make shit happen 'til I need a water (Fire)
Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders
[Pre-Chorus]
Who is you, nigga?
You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?
Let's go
Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (Mm-mm)
Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her"
We 'bout to flatline a nigga
I'm 'bout to flatline her (Uh-huh)
We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)
[Chorus]
Shatter, eat that (Huh), got to give it to her, she need that (Ah)
Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack
Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (Turn up for 'em)
Who is you, nigga?
You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?
Let's go
Everybody with the action
'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen
Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions
Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga get to blackin' (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)
[Verse 1]
You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (Throw it up)
Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out
Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up
Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up
How could you ever imagine I'll still get two
And then flatten shit after all of these years and make thеse niggas sick of
My sniper, heat seekеrs'll find you while I give friendly reminders
See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver
[Chorus]
Shatter, eat that (Huh)
Got to give it to her, she need that (Ah)
Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack
Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (Turn up for 'em)
[Verse 2]
Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'
Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya
You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up
Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya
Bitch, I'm a different kind, I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (Different line)
Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time
The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)
Wave the banner on the Conglomerate
We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (Flick it up)
Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em
They here to fuck so we can cock them hammers on 'em
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold up, who is you, nigga?
You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?
Let's go
Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (Mm-mm)
Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her
We 'bout to flatline a nigga
I'm 'bout to flatline her (Uh huh)
We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)
[Chorus]
Shatter, eat that (Huh), got to give it to her, she need that (Ah)
Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack
Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (Turn up for 'em)
Who is you, nigga?
You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?
Let's go (Ah)
[Verse 3]
Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood
You we always try to get it while the getting's good
Bitch, you wouldn't of said it, well I wish you would
The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could
We tryna tell 'em, relax
We only be dealin' with facts and see I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (Kill him)
See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em
Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (Huh)
Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)
I'ma kick ya inna da face like mi them a playin' socca
I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (Hold it)
Now you see how we be movin'
See, I don't know what your provin'
Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up
Fuck the type of drug your usin', you nigga always been losin'
And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up
See how we launch another missile, nigga?
Shit could never more official, nigga
Flatline them artificial niggas
And brand them niggas all my initials, nigga
Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (Bend it)
Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (Pyoom)
I make shit happen 'til I need a water (Fire)
Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders
[Pre-Chorus]
Who is you, nigga?
You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?
Let's go
Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (Mm-mm)
Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her"
We 'bout to flatline a nigga
I'm 'bout to flatline her (Uh-huh)
We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)
[Chorus]
Shatter, eat that (Huh), got to give it to her, she need that (Ah)
Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack
Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (Turn up for 'em)
Who is you, nigga?
You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?
Let's go
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