Void - Castaways lyrics

Ahoy there, ahoy, we are castaways
We're stuck where we are with no house
No car castaways
We're stuck where we are
(Sage, is this yours?)
(Yo', yo', yo', oh)

She got a cape, better go save the day
Chris, he catchin' the wave
But I'm cashin' the bank
Better play with your pussy, bitch
Get out my face i'ma shoot this bitch up if
You thinking you're safe
My Glock got a dick
You could say that it's gay
Leave him looking like chips
When we hit him, He lay
Like I'm outin' a round
Niggas screamin' in pain
Like a bitch givin' head
We gon' blow out his brain

We get him gone when we slide to the telly
Castin' these bullets away to his belly
I need some change, I'ma run in the deli
(Yo', let me get a sandwich)
Shoutout to Chris, I heard that he in LE
(What the fuck?) wait, I meant to say LA
Don't write me a check
Gotta write me an essay
My plug speaking Spanish (What did he say?)

Plug speaking Portuguese
What that nigga sayin'?
Heard that you rap, if you capping, nigga
Save it
I shoot the Glock with no fuckin' hesitation
Stick in my pants like a dick
No masturbation feel like a pirate
I make a nigga walk the plank
Would've thought I'm scammin' with the
Racks at the bank she said I'm a wizard
No dick out of the way
Take a ride in my whip
I just might catch the wave

Yeah, talk on the gang
Your gang getting slaughtered
Put this Scar to your
Face and you're fallin', Mufasa
No call for the drama, I snap like a lobster
I can't even cap, your girl call me papi
Yeah, I call on your chick and
I won't even call back
Making this money, I'm sleep
What you call that?
Rapper, Santana, and Dom3 and yvngxchris
Are all of my homies
You know that we ball back (Yeah)
I got your shawty
I'm watching her pass away (Yeah)
And I'm going so far, like a castaway (Yeah)
Back on these rappers
They think they got gas today (Yeah)
But I'm killing these rappers
They're bad today (Yeah)
I gotta move and I hit 'em with enanthate
(Yeah)
Throw on my blast, they look like ejaculate
Go on my fast, they go down on your chick
Then I kill on her body then leave
Like a castaway

All black Beamer, I whip it like Bruce Wayne
Mow down an opp
Let it sprint like I'm Usain
Run me that shit, then I'm gone
Like I'm Boonk Gang
Valedictorian, she givin' that good brain
Smoking that wood
Your bitch walk on my plank
We look for the hints
Then we dig up the bank
I'm drunk like a sailor, got rum in my drank
Our shit come with cannons that
Shoot like a tank

We- We- We were out at sea on a
Sea, were out at sea, on a
Sea, were out at sea