Mike G, Denzel Curry, Pouya - B.M.B lyrics

Tell me all of your true feelings
And what you wanna do with us
My crew made of true villains
If we shoot you should shoot with us
If you do that's my nigga
I got love for the real bitches now
That there is the truth isn't, it
What else would you consider?

For those that have seen me in person
Know i flow perfect
With out a purpose life must be worthless
In any instance I'm with
It forgive for forgetting
Tickets for a sentence they
Might end up missing im hurting
Those with no focus your mind must be open
Thats what i need most
And although others may speak on things
That they probably don't know I
Just need you to go where your
Knowledge may grow just follow
The voice of a generation: a giant
Due to my level of elevation
Hired Hitman should be my new occupation
And it's this land I
Rule without competition, see
Nothing is gained if you never take risks
I plan to progress till we don't exist
I need you to listen, i don't need assistance
Just walk with a vision
Pursue with persistence
So would you go, let em know
Im the man now, stand down
Cause this might be your
Final chance last dance lap when i pass
Wave the checkered flag in the winner's
Circle with my Superman stance

And it's sink or swim if you don't float
I'm wondering if I'm living a dream
So I'm knowing that I'd lose sleep before
I'd lose steam or there's no hope

Tell me all of your true feelings
And what you wanna do with us
My crew made of true villains
If we shoot you should shoot with us
If you do that's my nigga
I got love for the real bitches now
That there is the truth isn't, it
What else would you consider?

Keep it calm and collect
She offered the neck all for the set
Ok whats next you rappers be acting suspect
Line em up, only mess with a few
I'm riding around with my crew
And my driver is screw
You sit on a couch while I'm busing a move
Tell me I'M keeping the flow and
She want to keep goin' i feed the few
This how i do (this how i do)
You get goosebumps when I touch you
Baby Bone 94 do the math slowpoke
Fast stroke tip toe only 5 foot 4
With a 6 foot ho 8 foot stripper pole
Divided the dimes together they grind
Killing each other for money and diamonds
I really can't blame em
Get money for the kids when the day comes
Respect me the feelings is mutual
Been doing some things I really ain't used to
This lifestyle I gotta get used to it
Pussy bald like Bruce Willis

Tell me all of your true feelings
And what you wanna do with us
My crew made of true villains
If we shoot you should shoot with us
If you do that's my nigga
I got love for the real bitches now
That there is the truth isn't, it
What else would you consider?

My girl shoot once but she never shoot twice
Shine like a dime nickel plate light brite
I'mma keep it G, try to be like Mike
Tried to pull yo ho and fuck her on skype
Knock the pussy out then send ya on sight
New slaves to the game to god which is I
E Y E, what do you see? S T E V I to the E
So you wonder why this nigga so hot?
Cooking with the ice then you got me in a pot
That Percy Jackson, water whipping
Talk sideways and the fo's on tipping
Denzel ain't snitching
So brother keep listening
Be a shooter and a baller
That's a pistol and piston
Never go rogue so i don't be lynching
Yellow gold in my teeth
Nicknamed Bart Simpson
Melissa is a real life Lisa
Pull cards bicycle jump on Visa
Play for the win we the highest you see us
Ask Freddy Kreuger what he thought
About: he dreamed us c9, OF, SS
Why your girl think I got an S on my chest?
Try and get saved i ain't loaded
Pull the trigger on the truth
Every second I’m on it