Lil Nas X - Sonic Shit lyrics
Lil Nas X [Montero Lamar Hill] Atlanta, Georgia.U.S.
[Lil Nas X - Sonic Shit lyrics]
SEGA all tests needed
Glock, Glock, Glock, yeah wet, wet, wet, wet
Tick tock, big clock, "I
Miss you Nas" bitch, stop
All this ice, fuck a price
Gotta keep my bling right
All this damn green
I'ma motherfuckin' fiend, right?
All you niggas trash can't rap, dance, sing
Write what the fuck
I can't stop motherfuckin' going in
Spent some yenny yens in Thailand
Just to buy gin
All he rap about is violence, move in silence
Niggas try to try me it's gon'
Be a fuckin' crime and
I ain't really with all
That cappin' and shit
You pussies yell over a beat and
Call it rappin' and shit
I'm rookie and I'm out here snappin'
I done mastered this shit
You pussy bastards get captured, fractured
And splattered and shit
Uh, you a quick jugg, yeah
Hope you understood (Huh?)
That stick-up give you hiccup
Give it up is what you should
Yeah, I fuckin' run it
I'm motherfuckin' Sonic (Okay)
Raised in the hood
I got my gun and niggas runnin'
See, I run shit, dumb bitch
Go try out the phonics
Done wit', bum shit, I fly out to London
In my town, you better not get found
Call my hittas' Netflix, cause they
Make you get down, blit blow
I can't wait to blow
Wait to take off like a Migo
Shoutout latinos, despegando en cinco
I think I'm the best, King Kong
I beat my chest come wrong, nigga, you dead
Give a fuck about a vest
'Cause (Why?) I'm aiming for your head (Yeah)
That AR stand for "Ayy
You niggas gettin' left on read"
I came up off of
Twitter doing motherfuckin' threads
Gotta keep at least three shooters
That'll lay you niggas dead
Came fast like Paul, I can make a call
Knock you niggas off while I'm
Shopping at the mall
Killin' every beat, I need time to grieve
I keep them receipts
Hittas' stomp you on concrete
I just lit a blunt, finna grunt in this bitch
(Grrr) yes I am your dad
And you're my son in this bitch (Papa)
You niggas bums and only bought some
Fuckin' ones in this bitch
I guess I'm runnin' out of puns
Just havin' fun in this bitch
Niggas on my dick, yeah, make em' sick, yeah
New whip just hit a lick, yeah, sonic shit
Yeah
Niggas on my dick, yeah, make em' sick, yeah
New whip just hit a lick, yeah, sonic shit
Yeah
Yeah, sonic shit, yeah yeah, new whip, yeah
I just hit a lick i just, I just hit a lick
I just hit a lick and I got a new whip, uh
Glock, Glock, Glock, yeah wet, wet, wet, wet
Tick tock, big clock, "I
Miss you Nas" bitch, stop
All this ice, fuck a price
Gotta keep my bling right
All this damn green
I'ma motherfuckin' fiend, right?
All you niggas trash can't rap, dance, sing
Write what the fuck
I can't stop motherfuckin' going in
Spent some yenny yens in Thailand
Just to buy gin
All he rap about is violence, move in silence
Niggas try to try me it's gon'
Be a fuckin' crime and
I ain't really with all
That cappin' and shit
You pussies yell over a beat and
Call it rappin' and shit
I'm rookie and I'm out here snappin'
I done mastered this shit
You pussy bastards get captured, fractured
And splattered and shit
Uh, you a quick jugg, yeah
Hope you understood (Huh?)
That stick-up give you hiccup
Give it up is what you should
Yeah, I fuckin' run it
I'm motherfuckin' Sonic (Okay)
Raised in the hood
I got my gun and niggas runnin'
See, I run shit, dumb bitch
Go try out the phonics
Done wit', bum shit, I fly out to London
In my town, you better not get found
Call my hittas' Netflix, cause they
Make you get down, blit blow
I can't wait to blow
Wait to take off like a Migo
Shoutout latinos, despegando en cinco
I think I'm the best, King Kong
I beat my chest come wrong, nigga, you dead
Give a fuck about a vest
'Cause (Why?) I'm aiming for your head (Yeah)
That AR stand for "Ayy
You niggas gettin' left on read"
I came up off of
Twitter doing motherfuckin' threads
Gotta keep at least three shooters
That'll lay you niggas dead
Came fast like Paul, I can make a call
Knock you niggas off while I'm
Shopping at the mall
Killin' every beat, I need time to grieve
I keep them receipts
Hittas' stomp you on concrete
I just lit a blunt, finna grunt in this bitch
(Grrr) yes I am your dad
And you're my son in this bitch (Papa)
You niggas bums and only bought some
Fuckin' ones in this bitch
I guess I'm runnin' out of puns
Just havin' fun in this bitch
Niggas on my dick, yeah, make em' sick, yeah
New whip just hit a lick, yeah, sonic shit
Yeah
Niggas on my dick, yeah, make em' sick, yeah
New whip just hit a lick, yeah, sonic shit
Yeah
Yeah, sonic shit, yeah yeah, new whip, yeah
I just hit a lick i just, I just hit a lick
I just hit a lick and I got a new whip, uh