Denzel Curry, PlayThatBoiZay - P.A.T. lyrics

Denzel Curry

Denzel Curry [Denzel Rae Don Curry] Miami Gardens, Florida, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Denzel Curry, PlayThatBoiZay - P.A.T. lyrics]

I'm finna show you fuck niggas
How Florida go HAM, nigga
Straight like that, fuck nigga fnZ
Oh damn ronny J, please turn me up

Contact, sit out, I’ma hold the fort
All black, sticks out like I'm Voldemort
Lights out, stomped out like Columbus Short
This ain't what you want, better teleport
Instant transmission, have your mans missing
Plans thicken while my bands thicken, have
Your clan stricken, hands itchin’
That's the trigger finger, uh
Now your spirit linger, uh
Get my Stanley Steamer on
Sniper with the beamer on

Cut your line like I'm Hercules
Leave you in surgery
Beef is a wad of meat, bitch
This ain't Aqua Teen


Fuck a gun, I'ma go whip his ass
Fuck around, have you spinnin' like Taz
All you niggas quick to pick up a strap
Everlast make a nigga take naps
Used to go to sleep, I would hear the blocka
Blocka think it's fireworks but I
Assume it's a chopper why they hit that man
With the boom-shaka laka?
If he got the scope with the zoom, shotta
Shotta i grew up in a city where
Most people have no goals
Just cold-blooded niggas in a
Place that never snow
We’ll rob you for your chain
Probably pistol whip your ho
We carry hollow tips ’cause it
Reflects what's in my soul, damn

Contact, sit out, I’ma hold the fort
All black, sticks out like I'm Voldemort
Lights out, stomped out like Columbus Short
This ain't what you want, better teleport
Instant transmission, have your mans missing
Plans thicken while my bands thicken, have
Your clan stricken, hands itchin'
That’s the trigger finger, uh
Now your spirit linger, uh
Get my Stanley Steamer on
Sniper with the beamer on

Blood on my shoes, these ain't red bottoms
Headshot 'em
Fly in the night with my bats, Gotham
Feds watching
Bitch, I'm from Dade, I do no cappin'
No lackin'
Once you get hit, don't know what happened
No flapping
Free Ted, nigga, fuck all my enemies
Fuck nigga run up, catchin' felonies
Get the racks, flip the pack
That's my specialty
Hundred round hit your block, I got seventy
Riot, riot, you don't want no violence
Silence, silence, tell that boy be quiet
Riot, riot, don't make me start a riot
Silence, silence, put that boy in silence
Riot, riot, don't make me start a riot
Silence, silence, put that boy in silence

Oh damn ronny J, please turn me up
Blackland, nigga, 66-motherfuckin'-6

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