BabyTron - Jurassic Park lyrics

(Hokatiwi)

Oh, you iced up? Take yo trophy
Now you Reggie Bush
Triple S make me drive fast, got a heavy foot
Lil' bitch don't wanna hit the za
She already cooked
Hutch did the pendant on my chain
So I bet she look
Press a couple buttons on the
MacBook and make a thousand
Heard a opp in his bag
223'll take him out it
It's always one next on this route, man
I hate the mountains
She gon' leave with me, boy
You might as well have came without her
This shit fire, boy
You might as well come buy a method
Boy, I keep them strips in
My pocket likе I'm diabetic
You gon' probably die broke as fuck
I'm gon' diе a legend
One night yo bitch gave me head
That's what I expected it's 2020
That's what the vision been the whole year
All got a Glock
Fuck you think we do? Throw spears?
One thing I learned in my
Life is y'all hoes weird
Old lady want her money
Back, I'm like, "No, dear"
Huh, matter fact, I'm like, "No, bitch"
Catch you in the dark, beam on it
This a glowstick red bottoms, spiked feet
Looking like some blowfish
How you one up on me and Dee? Bitch
We both hit how you one down on yo
Opps? You had two shots hole in his head
Have him oozing like a juice box
On Blockchain, see more coins than a jukebox
762s left him sick, he need a flu shot
Back to back roaring in them
Things like Jurassic Park bAPE hoodies on
Fuck around and get attacked by sharks
Don't have a heart but
I love cracking Mastercards
One thing I know in life
Is if you don't stack, you starve
Got my blood drawn, they say GOAT in my DNA
Lil' bitch, you ain't no different just
'cause you a CNA
Living in the jungle where mice
Even think they apes
Yo bitch cheating on you, look, dude
I know you see the date
Bitch used to crack jokes but
I got the last laugh
Bitch sucked the test tube chain
She a lab rat hunnid jacks stacked
I can't even close the hatchback
I ain't even famous
Why I'm verified on Snapchat?
Stan with the AR like Curry
With the snatch back
Demon do the road bold as hell
You know cats scratch
Bro keep pulling up shooting, tryna stat pack
This some Turtle Pie
Smack this? It's gon' smack back
I done did some fucked up
Shit so I pray daily
Everybody talking down, down bad
They can't phase me
He ain't really like that in the head
He just play crazy
Yeah, you can have a three-five
If you pay eighty sleep schedule fucked up
I keep switching time zones
Crazy if you like that lil' bitch
She my side ho three jacks, three houses
I just got nine phones ten jacks light
Nine hunnid? That's a milestone
130 but with the punches, heavyweight champ
Mail the ham fool everything
Even a fake stamp
Jefe OG too strong, it made my face cramp
You tricking on these hoes
We ain't jumping off the same ramp
In the UFO, Human Races off the Human Made
I don't even know these lil' bitches
But they knew my name
You ain't got no clutch in you, boy
You gon' lose the game
I'ma stay the same through the
Pain and through the change