California – Dzeko feat. Brynn Elliott lyrics

Never say never
Well I never thought I’d wonder where you are
When you said forever versuri-lyrics.info
Never thought you meant to part
It’s already September
And I spent all summer long missing you
Still wearing your sweater
The only piece that’s left of you. I chase the subset through the hills
Back to that spot we used to chill
My heart will always be here for you
But I got lost in Californiaaa. Dzeko lyrics
Video Dzeko But I got lost in Californiaaa
Trying to find my way back to you
I chase the sunset through the hills
Back to that spot we used to chill
My heart will always be here for you
But I got lost in Californiaaa
But I got lost in Californiaaa.
I chase the sunset through the hills
Back to that spot we used to chill
My heart will always be here for you
But I got lost in California. I still remember
Cold nights and lights, you walking me home
Hands in your sweater
You said you’d never let me go.(California)
But I got lost in California
Trying to find my way back to you
I chase the sunset through the hills
Back to that spot we used to chill
My heart will always be here for you
But I got lost in California. Lyrics Dzeko – California
Never say never
Well I never thought I’d find someone like you
What could be better, than a friend to fall into?

Kill Jay Z -Jay-Z lyrics

Lyrics Jay-Z – Kill Jay Z
He decided to share a snippet on tidal called Kill Jay Z. On the kid’s shirt
reads Stay Black. People say that the mogul probably trying
to reinvent himself and if you see carefuly you can see
that he is reinstating the hyphen, probably to take a step
back to remind himself who he was and where he is coming from. Jay-Z lyrics
Video Jay Z In the 30 seconds clip we can see a young black kid running
like he’s running for his life. People say that this could be the preview of a song
called ‘Kill Jay Z’. Jay Z is releasing this friday his 13th studio album called
4:44.

My cousin – Kodak Black lyrics

Lyrics Kodak Black – My cousin
My cousin just text me and sh*t (Yeah Free BG, rest in peace)
He said, “I just got wet up sitting in my car this morning Cuzzo
I got hit one time but i’m good though, just letting you know before these niggas kill me
I love you to death and forever. My cousin just got hit up today, I want to slide though
Even though I’m on house arrest, I want to ride though
But i go to prison i know my mama’ll cry though
He told me im just telling you i love you before I die though.. Let me live on as a real sniper. I wanna get suited up and tooted up on sniper mode
Every time a nigga get focused, it be some f*ck sh*t
It throw me off my pivot and make me get on my thug sh*t
Last year my cousin got hit up and got killed now
I wasn’t even there but you know a nigga handle that
Hit him up again this year and i ain’t feeling that
I’m throwed right now cause I don’t know where my feelings at
I don’t know if want to rap or want to pop a cap
But i know you niggas want to see me go right back
But this sniper gang sh*t in me I’m living like that
You niggas about to make me relapse, I’m feeling like that. Im in the studio right now, Im on?
Aye i swear to god cuz when you called me dog
And you told me that sh*t dog i said f*ck everything
House arrest whatever, you know what im saying? Kodak Black lyrics
Lyrics cousin And sh*ttt. My cousin just got hit up today, I wanna slide though
Even though I’m on house arrest, I wanna ride though
But i go to prison i know my mama’ll cry though
He told me I’m just telling you i love you before i die though. I went to looking for my AR I couldn’t find it you know what im saying you know i f*ck with them AR’s and sh*t. Dracos too heavy and sh*t
Dracos get too hot
That AR got the coolin’ center, the heat sensor, know what im saying with the scope with the? Soldier like mentality
Going through these tragedies
Don’t wanna see me happily
Rather see me raggedy
They don’t wanna see me get a bag, they wanna bag a G
But i go on a clappin’ spree and murk ya whole family
I guess a nigga kept it too real, that’s why they mad at me
Sitting back thinking right now I’m smoking Grabba Leaf
Nigga went from wearing baggy jeans to dressing casually
From being on the newspaper, now I’m on magazines
I’m chopping it up with master P, told me keep God first
We doing venues now, selling out concerts versuri-lyrics.info
I’m trying to keep a tunnel vision, trying to see it his way
But i got blood in my eyes I’m tired of seeing this way
I can’t even sleep skraight, even on the Tempurpedic
Why I’m stilling going through it why I’m still fighting demons
Niggas call you p***y when you focused and avoiding sh*t
We getting this money for no reason, a nigga trying to enjoy this sh*t
I got a lil boy and sh*t, and i don’t wanna leave dude
Cause they’ll trick him like they did me, that’s what these skreets do
Niggas outchea playing gangsta and playing police too
I seen the paperwork and that’s why they dont kick it like we do
Thats the same reason you couldn’t come home to seafood
Been moving funny but a nigga just couldn’t read you
Beat was been over with, looting cause i love this beat
Looting for my cousin and my niggas who in custody
Im feeling like its my fault, feel like its because of me
Was tryna soak the industry, i already thugged the streets
Did my thing a couple nights, i already earned my stripes
Deeper than rap, they f*cking with me cause im about that life
You know im head first, big cuz, thats why you called me man
But if i go to jail again, my mama she gone wash her hands
Im innovating how to play it but its still a slim chance
Cause you will sink in the sand in the game without a plan.

Find me – XXXTentacion lyrics

(x4) Somewhere with a friend
I was in my head
I’m lost again, again
She turned around and said
That I was like the rest
That I don’t understand the way it is
To her.(find me)
Where were you again? Lyrics XXXTentacion – Find me
Where were you again?
(x4)
XXXTentacion lyrics
Video me Somewhere with a friend
I was in my head
Versuri-lyrics.info
I’m lost again, again
She turned around and said
That I was like the rest
That I don’t understand the way it is. To her
Where were you againnn? Where were you again?

Nick Jonas – Remember I Told You (feat. Anne-Marie & Mike Posner)

I suck at talking to girls, here goes a try
All of the words that I’m saying (words I’m saying)
Remember the spotlight was there
I don’t suppose you have a moment to spare me
Are just a fancy way of saying "I care"
I play the Roxy, I ain’t ’bout to guest list you
Too many girls for the way I rock the bassline
Remember the spotlight was there
Too many shoes in your closet, go some miles
I have the suspicion you’re not being yourself
All of the words that I’m saying
Let’s see how you do with your back before fame lie
Remember the spotlight was there
I don’t like the way you went ant told me, "Oh well"
I don’t like the way you went ant told me, "Oh well"
Hate’s just a fancy way saying that I care
Bitches on the side like a Kennedy
After all the shit we been through
And I know I’m talking shit, it ain’t fair
You’re probably somewhere, with someone I don’t know
Remember I told you, I need you?
Are just a fancy way of saying "I care" (saying I care)
You got addicted to the seats on the bassline
I’m in love with myself, cold inside
More women than I should’ve in a century
All of the words that I’m saying
I’ve been looking for lovin’, all the wrong places
Remember the spotlight was there
Started to drain all my energy
That’s true, that’s true (listen)
Remember I told you, I need you?
You too? You too?
You’re probably somewhere, with someone I don’t know
Do you? Do you?
Remember I told you, I need you
That’s cool, and that’s cool
Are just a fancy way of saying "I care"
I have the suspicion you’re not being yourself
Do you? Do you?
Remember the spotlight was there
All of the words that I’m saying
At the same time, and I can’t lie
All of the words that I’m saying
Had to cut it off, and we know why
Remember I told you, I need you?
I don’t suppose you have a moment to spare me
And I hope that she gives you, all the things that you deserve
I love it, shoot the friend and an enemy
That’s cool, and that’s cool
Remember I told you, I need you?
Are just a fancy way of saying "I care"
Are just a fancy way of saying "I care" (saying I care)

Roy Wood$ – Instinct (feat. Madeintyo)

Yellow stones like I’m Simpson
Just following my instinct
Yea I’m ballin’ like a Piston (Ooh)
Wait until you got it then your loss
I was for her when you were ready to give her up
Rocks in your ear, you know I’m wavy (Skrt, skrt)
Yeah, I’m just following my instincts (Ooh)
[Verse 1: Roy Woods]
[Verse 2: MadeInTYO]
Just know that I stay in-sync
Following my…
Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the Southside
Bitch I got juice, quench your thirst with Ciroc
Just know that I stay in-sync
Can’t be no Ma, who you knew from the block?
All the baddies on top don’t know what I got

Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the South
Hit me up when you get this
I was on it, makin’ missions just to pick her up
With my instinct
[Hook: Roy Woods]
Talk to you girl cause you listen (Hey)
Just know that I stay in-sync
I’m just following my instincts (Hey)
I can’t trust a nigga or a trick that friends my enemy
Brown skin’s all fine
Tell me what you wanna do
[Hook: Roy Woods]
I’m just following my instinct
I’m just following my instinct

Just following my instinct
Same bag in the trunk
With my instinct
Tell me what you wanna do
I still love you when you’re bitchin’
Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the South
Just following my instinct
Bitches switch ways now her nigga got it in the trunk
Puerto Rican offline, Cuban shorty all fine
Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the Southside
Just know that I stay in-sync
Get your badass with me no left goin’ sixteen
She say she miss her Mother, yeah she from Philly

She bite her lips when Tokyo switch positions
Yeah, I’m just following my instincts (Hey)
No boy, no man could handle my spot
You ain’t got sauce like I got sauce (No)
Floppin’, never showing up, she did religiously
Following my…
You ain’t gotta call the Uber when you’re with me (Skrt)
Yea I’m in the Six, baby coming’ through
Just following my instinct
Think you know Roy, but I’m changin’ a lot

Vince Staples – Love Can Be… (feat. Ray J, Damon Albarn & Kilo Kish) (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

Let me take those keys around the block
Love can be
I’m so over you
Tell the world I want my Uchies
[Outro: Vince Staples & Damon Albarn]
Love can be
Love can be disheartening, darling
You know my name, I’m not your babe
I can finish you, I can fill them shoes
Love can be
I can make time or I can make money
Love can be
If you’re thinking of calling, kindly refrain
[Intro: Damon Albarn]
Love can be
Uchies moved me somewhere cozy
You know my name, I’m not your babe
Love can be disheartening, darling
Call my phone, say she horny, want me
Love can be
So prone to clubbing
Love can be
[Verse 3: Vince Staples]

Riding down the shoreline, tank on E
Love can be
Love can be
Love can be
Never let a bitch Lil Bow Wow me
Ain’t putting on the ritz for no dude
No shotgun seat, this dick ain’t free
Love can be
Never finna weekend raise my seed
Uchies never leave me lonely
You can give me all the cash you got
Love can be
Just crashed a sports car
Tryna get back right
Love can be
Girls love the lifestyle
Love can be
Make some memories on daddy’s yacht
[Verse 1: Kilo Kish]
Love can be a lot, so maybe not
Love can be

Nail me to the cross like that boy JC
Dodge the groupies, them don’t move me
Wannabes buzzing
I don’t speak lame What’s that you’re saying?
Love can be
[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
[Bridge: Ray J]
Phone calls from loves lost
But we don’t suwoop on the six-five street
I’ma keep countin’, count me out, shawty
Love can be
So much for fast life
Love can be
Chuckin’ up the deuce like the boy Chris Breeze
You talk a lot of shit, unamused
Baby mama drama on the TMZ
Love can be
Love can be, yeah
Love can be
Love can be
Alimony money for the nails and weave
Love can be
Love can be
Love can be, yeah
Come alive when the night’s out
Love can be so disheartening, darling
Love can be

Love can be disheartening, darling

Moses Sumney – Doomed

With inverted tongue
Reveal the covering of a grey sky
Will I die for living numb
Cradle me
Am I doomed?
That stirs lukewarm in me
If my heart is idle
If lovelessness is godlessness
If my heart is idle
Yet you say nothing
Well, I feel the peeling
If I’m doomed
If I’m doomed
If my heart is idle
So I can see
Will you cast me to the wayside
Am I doomed?
Am I vital
Am I doomed?
When I expel

Am I vital
But nobody else
Though you’re someone I can’t see
Of half/high-painted ceilings
From whence does fulfillment come
Hollow one
Cradle me

Of the stoic suffering
From this mortal shell
Am I vital
I feel you
So I can see

Freddie Gibbs – Andrea

I remember when Dukie lost his arm in fuckin’ armed robbery
They only fuckin’ a nigga that got the most dollars in his
I just bought a AR for my dog, he walked the dog for me
Yeah, nigga

Toilet right next to my bed, I’m sleeping by my own shit!
[Chorus]
Punk motherfucker, who loves you, bitch ass nigga
But will I die before I live, ‘fore I begin to fly?
[Gimme a call back, bae bruh]
Give me that pussy once and I always got it like the Wi-Fi, bitch
Solid as a motherfuckin’ rock, bitch
Stop it G, drop it G, so much weed, forgot to breathe
Niggas foundation is shaky, ain’t shit to stand on
That Bentley Benz or Beamer, shippin’ B’s, I don’t be in it
Can’t let these niggas stunt my growth from livin’ for my seed
Nigga, I can’t deny when I’m not high, I miss that rush, that shit be callin’ me
Big Time baby
She work in the mornin’, get that pussy in the PM then
Nigga wanna be me, he wish he could see the G in him
Momma always told me "nigga, go and get your own shit"
Coke in front of me, nothin’, so I got my own shit
Dope and cocaína powder, off in to the wrong shit
shit Niggas looking for the, for the…..
I been tryna fuck her for a month, but she ain’t on shit
Start to make a nigga feel like I be in the wrong bitch
Tried to drop the 50 pointer and I get my phone lit
A man’s born with the only guarantee to live and die
When you fall, who you gon’ land on?
Level up, I’m on a stage, I gotta get paid
[Intro]

Shit, momma always told me "go and get your own shit"
I can never be a slave for minimum wage
Big Time
Yeah, rock solid nigga
When I seen his shit was danglin’, almost felt my heart stoppin’ G
Time to go get me some yayo, I know that Andrea gon’ lease that car for me
Demons never rest, I go to sleep, them bitches follow me
Catch these hoes and I act like I can’t keep these bitches off of me
Niggas always talkin’ ’bout their bitches ain’t shit
I just dropped a 50 pointer and got my phone lit
Level up, I’m on a stage, I gotta get paid

Cop an ounce up off the way, you fill ’em with K’s
Not to let these bitches see me in it, fuck the ceilin’
I can never be a slave for minimum wage
Squadary
Caught a charge, my baby mama, she was solid as a brick
Skip the introduction, I just hit her with the long dick
And every time she see me, she’s sayin’ I don’t know why I
All the niggas I was feedin’, they ain’t give a nigga shit

[Verse]
Breakfast, sip promethazine with Ocean Spray and Broccoli
[Outro]
Fuck with niggas like you ’cause at first, you would play the shy guy
Time to go get me some yayo, I know that Andrea gon’ lease that car for me
I went to visit my nigga, he caught him a charge, his cards was fraudulent
Came out that bitch, I’m speakin’ Russian, German, Guapanese
Cop an ounce up off the way, you fill ’em with K’s
Level up, I’m on a stage, I gotta get paid
[Interlude: Big Time Watts]
Got my phone lit
Dope and cocaina powder, off in to the wrong shit
I went to visit my nigga, he caught him a charge, his cards was fraudulent
Big Time Watts motherfucker, fuck you
Some niggas take the trip I took, but they don’t get to leave
Level up, I’m on a stage, I gotta get paid
I get in it then I jetted, it was a fly by, red bottoms, the thigh high

Young Lito – Unforgettable (Freestyle)

[Chorus]
I could put that Rollie on her arm
She the type of girl a nigga wish he had
Girl, I like being around you
Feel like Kanye, I’m Bound 2
She the type that if you get her, you can brag
She got all these niggas out here tryna wife that
I found you
Girl, I like being around you
Girl, I like being around you
Girl, I like being around you
She can get whatever she want
High class, shawty so bad
Little shawty got her own and I like that
Feel like Kanye, I’m Bound 2
[Intro]
And a lil’ nigga tryna pipe that

And you are unforgettable
You are unforgettable
Feel like Kanye, I’m Bound 2
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
And I can get the bracelet with the charm
Shawty, if you down, I’m down too
Shawty, if you down, I’m down too
Hella swag, she got all these bitches mad
Feel like Kanye, I’m Bound 2
Shawty, if you down, I’m down too
Oh yeah
[Bridge]
Feel like Kanye, I’m Bound 2
Yeah, I found you
I found you
Shawty, if you down, I’m down too
Yeah, I found you
And I’m so glad that I found you
And I’m so glad that I found you
[Verse]
Shawty, if you down, I’m down too
Feel like Kanye, I’m Bound 2

I found you
She can get that new Saint Laurent
[Chorus]
Girl, I like being around you
Yeah, I found you

Shawty, if you down, I’m down too
Girl, I like being around you
Hit the mall, she ain’t worried ’bout a price tag
[Chorus]

Ugly God – Fuck Ugly God

Fuck Ugly God (What?)
Fuck Ugly God (What?)
Four years ago, you got jumped on Halloween
You don’t got no hoes, everyday you beat your meat
Water this, water that, you finna get exposed
Fuck Ugly God (What?)
Fuck Ugly God (Aye!)
Fuck Ugly God (What?)
Fuck Ugly God (What?)
Fuck Ugly God (What?)
Flexing like you got it, bitch I know your ass is broke
Ugly God a bitch, pussy boy don’t want no beef
Fuck Ugly God (What?)
[Chorus]
When I catch you slipping, I’m gon’ punch you in your teeth
Fuck Ugly God (What?)
Fuck Ugly God (What?)
Fuck Ugly God (Aye!)
Back in eighth grade, you use to borrow niggas’ clothes
Your networth say you got a million but your ass don’t
Fuck Ugly God, Ugly God a hoe
Back in 10th grade, your coach kicked you off the team
Fuck Ugly God (What?)
Fuck Ugly God (What?)
[Chorus]
Fuck Ugly God (What?)
You act like a freak, but you ain’t never sucked no toes
Every single day, you wear them same pair of jeans
Fuck Ugly God (What?)

Fuck Ugly God (What?)
Fuck Ugly God (What?)
Fuck Ugly God (Aye!)

[Verse 2]
Fuck Ugly God (What?)

You don’t want these problems, pussy boy, you know you weak
Fuck Ugly God (Aye!)
Fuck Ugly God (What?)
[Verse 1]
Fuck Ugly God (What?)
[Chorus]
You still owe your college three bands in student loans
Fuck Ugly God (Aye!)
You a one hit wonder, bitch, your whole career a joke

Them same black pants, bitch, you know which ones I mean
Fuck Ugly God (Aye!)

Fabolous – Stacks Up (feat. PnB Rock)

I got the map, I just came through
Gucci be so clean
I just hit the mall

When I do say that’s the round talkin’
Yeah, you know I’m on my way
I just flex in a new Jag’
I’m on my way to some cash
Like you went to sleep broke but you over rich
[Chorus: Pnb Rock]
I said shout my Harley Quinns, lookin’ like Kylie Jenns
I just blew another bag
I just hit the mall
Stack it up like Legos
And it just keep on stackin’ up
I can’t count it all, I got way too much to ask
[Verse 1: Fabolous]
I just hit the mall
They keep on reachin’ and I just be stackin’ up
Chopped out, yeah
And it just keep on stackin’ up
I just hit the mall
So all this girls ain’t doin’ what I say so

I just flex in a new Jag’
I just blew another bag
I got the map, I just came through
I got the map, I just came through

I got the map, I just came through
I just flex in a new Jag’
I just flex in a new Jag’
And it just keep on stackin’ up
I just blew another bag
I do my numbers and let them keep count
I got the map, I just came through
Haters they gon’ stare
So if it ain’t bout no money, my niggas they don’t even ask
I just flex in a new Jag’
I ain’t on the top but I’m on my way though
Big body, yeah
I can’t count it all, I got way too much to ask
Spend it all like play doughs
And it just keep on stackin’ up
And it just keep on stackin’ up
I can’t count it all, I got way too much to ask
And made them niggas go crazy on some Joker shit
I just blew another bag
I can’t count it all, I got way too much to ask
I can’t count it all, I got way too much to ask
I got the map, I just came through

Listen, have you ever, ever seen a focus switch

[Chorus: Pnb Rock]
I can’t count it all, I got way too much to ask
I just blew another bag
Like you pulled up in foreign to some local shit
They keep on actin’ up, I just be crackin’ up
Like a marry jeans
[Chorus: Pnb Rock]
[Verse 2: Pnb Rock]
I just blew another bag
I just flex in a new Jag’
You know I don’t care
I was chasin’ the bag
Breeze be supreme
Poppin’ xannies so I stay up
I be too high for they down talkin’
I just hit the mall
And it just keep on stackin’ up
I got keys in my mattress, so fuck your sheep count
We gon’ hit the club and light it up, halogens
I just hit the mall
I’m a Louis fiend

Key Glock – Winning (Glock Season Album)

I ain’t chasing these bitches
Yea I’m at the trap where them guns at
Yea I’m at the trap where them guns at
I hit her then quit her, I don’t give a fuck!
[Verse 1]
[Hook]
I’m chasing these benji’s, hoe get out yo feelings
I’m smoking gas, Now my lungs black
Ima keep running up
Yea I’m at the trap where them guns at
I’m chasing these benji’s, hoe get out yo feelings
I got racks like tennis, my nigga we get it

I’m chasing these benji’s, hoe get out yo feelings
I’m at the trap where the bombs at
[Hook]
Where is that cash, Gotta have that
I ain’t chasing these bitches
This hundred round drum, Ima dump that
Choppa kick, mortal combat
I’m at the trap where the bombs at
(I hit her then quit her, don’t give no fuck!)
(These niggas be talking, like they all so tuff)
I ain’t chasing these bitches
I got racks like tennis, my nigga we get it
Yea I’m at the trap where them guns at
Balling so hard, my team is so clutch
This ain’t no Gucci or a Fendi
All of my niggas chase checks
Choppa kick, mortal combat
But I’m still pourin mud and rolling up sticky
I’m at the trap where the bombs at
I’m not from Milwaukee , I’m just bout the bucks
Like Donald boy duck
I got racks like tennis, my nigga we get it
Hundreds, fifties, twenties
Got this forty on my waist
I’m smoking gas, Now my lungs black
You losing, we winning
Until we pull up, then they face freezing up
I’m at the trap where the bombs at

Homie get ya bitch, before I smash that
Choppa kick, mortal combat
My young niggas crazy
I’m chasing these benji’s, hoe get out yo feelings
Yea I’m at the trap where them guns at
You losing, we winning
[Verse 2]

They don’t give a fuck
You losing, we winning
I’m chasing these benji’s, hoe get out yo feelings
All of my niggas tote that
These niggas be talking, like they all so tuff
I’m at the trap where the bombs at
I’m smoking gas, Now my lungs black
Like rubberbands, you can get popped
Yea I’m at the trap where them guns at
We got them choppas like Baghdad

I ain’t chasing these bitches
Choppa kick, mortal combat
You losing, we winning
I got racks like tennis, my nigga we get it
You losing, we winning

Bad lil bitch run around like a hemi
I’m at the trap where the bombs at
I grind it up from a corn sack
I’m smoking gas, Now my lungs black
You can get wet
Yea my money long as giraffe neck
I’m smoking gas, Now my lungs black
And my pockets swole, they be pouring fat
You losing, we winning
[Hook]
I got racks like tennis, my nigga we get it
You keep talking down
(Steady rolling up sticky)
You smell that loud, That’s that skunk pack
I’m smoking gas, Now my lungs black
I’m chasing these benji’s, hoe get out yo feelings
I ain’t chasing these bitches
You play with that, Guap
Hopped up in a foreign, I’m peeling I’m drifting
I got racks like tennis, my nigga we get it
All I know is get plenty
(Hopped up in a foreign, I’m peeling I’m drifting)
(I ain’t from no Milwaukee, bitch all Ima bout them bucks!)
Choppa kick, mortal combat
I ain’t chasing these bitches
Choppa kick, mortal combat
Find a nigga like me, baby I ain’t too many
We shooting to kill

Denzel Curry – Bloodshed (13 EP)

Kneel before the almighty dread
Denzel, why you had to make bloodshed?
Being too nice is a giving a fuck cuz
I don’t fuck with none of you niggas the long way

Giving you all of my hardship
Now you talking, the end of the partnership
When I flow, I drop bombs like a Soviet
Fucking with a black star, but I ain’t Mos Def

Denzel, why you had to make bloodshed?
Kneel before the almighty dread
[Verse 2]
Biatch
Out of my cranium, back in my stadium, starship
Characters, I will embarrass you
With no remorse, not accepting apologies
What are you lost, come down the one way
When I’m spitting this lyrical syphilis
Fucking with a black star, but I ain’t Mos Def
[Verse 1]
No jewelries, speaking tomfoolery
These internet niggas be thinking I’m soft
28 in a clip, I’ma shoot what’s left
Cause a fuck nigga fucked with the ultimate
Cause a fuck nigga fucked with the ultimate
Cause a fuck nigga fucked with the ultimate
28 in a clip, I’ma shoot what’s left
Cause a fuck nigga fucked with the ultimate
I’m a dick and y’all niggas is feminist
You don’t want war in this game ain’t no challenger boy
[Hook]
Cause a fuck nigga fucked with the ultimate
Denzel, why you had to make bloodshed?
Denzel, why you had to make bloodshed?
Bitch I’m ultimate
Bury them, like a smoothie my nigga I bury them
Don’t give a fuck about a car, whip, slip
Put the ill in the Iliad
You don’t want a motherfucking problem
Denzel, why you had to make bloodshed?
Had to cut that bitch off
Fuck that don’t take in the odd out of Odyssey
Send that bitch off with a fucking sawed off
Fucking with a black star, but I ain’t Mos Def
Denzel, why you had to make bloodshed?
Send em’ to the Ultimate is the wrong way
In this world I feel like a terrarium
Cause a fuck nigga fucked with the ultimate
Reiterate everything that I said
You don’t want beef, might as well play possum, dead
Cause a fuck nigga fucked with the ultimate
Not a communist but I’m anonymous
With a bad bitch in a Challenger boy
Not so famous but yet I am infamous
You don’t want a motherfucking problem

Rather get paper and stack it my boy
Denzel, why you had to make bloodshed?
Denzel, why you had to make bloodshed?
I’m a real ass nigga, y’all boys is anime
You don’t want beef, might as well play possum, dead
Cause a fuck nigga fucked with the ultimate
[Hook]
Reiterate everything that I said
Denzel got a murdering policy
Cause a fuck nigga fucked with the ultimate
Denzel, why you had to make bloodshed?
Bitch I’m ultimate
Biatch
I’m intelligent but I get ignorant
28 in a clip, I’ma shoot what’s left
Zero tolerance if niggas talking shit
Fuck the rap game imma speak at my eulogy

Denzel Curry – Equalizer (feat. Ronny J) (13 EP)

Feeling that I will return later on
Straps looking like a lederhosen
Ultimate
Shawty want me cause I’m next, yuh
Contemplation killing competition
Equalizer, synthesizer
New burly king with the fade
Ah, yuh, ride my waves
Keep my bitches like my diamonds, in place, yuh
Ice bag on my nuts
I hit a lick, it not real
I got the drugs in my vape, yuh
Confrontation, reevaluation
[Intro]
Fuck it, it’s Halo, I wouldn’t respawn
I got the session in case, yuh
I got the fuckin’ magic wand
Check my account and I double up
I hit a lick, I hit a lick
Yeah, I’m paid
Stop, doctor said he couldn’t hold on
Nothing is lovely, only get loneliness
Watch the way that I flex, yuh
Ah, yuh, ride my waves
I gotta battle my friends
You don’t want to see the revelation
I make them bands in the day
Mixed with Bishop Magic Juan
Equalizer, synthesizer
Most of these niggas is waste, yuh
She grab my wave, my [?], yuh
Sun is never radiant, coming undone
I am the ugly, I am so ugly
So instantaneous, it is begun
I fucked that bitch, she’s a fake, yuh
Ultimately, I will brutalize ya
Stop-

I make them bands in the day, yuh

Check my account and I double up
Look, now her panties are wet, yuh
I got the shit that could take out New York
Contemplation killing competition
Put that [?], yuh
[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
I do not fuck with the population
[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
No way escaping it though
Suicide thoughts with the murder I wrote
Niggas straight [?] late, yuh
Yeah, I’m pai-
You don’t want to see the revelation
Birch trees on my chest
With the face, only ya mother could love me
I do not fuck with the population
[Verse 2: Ronny J]
All of your diamonds is fake, yuh
Phoniness, only resides on the tongue
I fucked that bitch right to sleep, yuh
Watch what I’ve been on
Ultimately, I will brutalize ya

Death from anonymous, broken my promises
N-I-G-G-A Attila The Hun
I make them bands in the day, yuh
[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Confrontation, reevaluation
I make them bands in the day
I have got no time to waste
Straps looking like a lederhosen
Cut, motherfucker I am Logan
I hit a lick, it not real
I got the shit that could take out New York