BBY GOYARD - Symbiote lyrics

Couple shots make him Natas Spin
Nautical wrist on flood
Symbiote double cupped up
In this bitch lookin' like sludge
Two-two-three it's some zombie killers
Headshots they must new designer fine art
You can look but you cannot touch

Mhm, pussy gon' pop like percs
Wanna go flex like us
Put a couple bands on his head now I rest up
Independent lifestyle, but I got a mansion
Bust super swiped his soul
Now his heart in his guts
Oh she want the old Shannon
Bitch I cannot run double D's on mags
Get you smoked like Dolly Parton runtz

Twelvе hunnid on a Stone Island jacket
And I ain't evеn needed one
Twelve hunnid on a Stone Island
I guess I needed sun
, I'm Tommy Dreamer when the demons come
Queen of the Damned, we miss you Aaliyah
Seven-fifty on some damn beetles
Carol Kaye, get hit with some speakers
Please don't fuck up on the re-up

Shawty got that cake, I ain't talkin' zebra
Money follow me
Like that ass on the Mona Lisa
Got italian ice, yeah I'm talkin' Rita's
Them scammers, them hackers, them geekers
We need 'em prices goin' up
It's three thousand for the feature
Hop up in my Goyard bag, sayonara leavin'
Watch how you go greet him
Watch how you go treat him
Hairline pushed back
Yeah that shit receidin'