Quadeca, Moxas - SCHOENBERG lyrics
[Quadeca, Moxas - SCHOENBERG lyrics]
I'm like oh shit
Call me Schoenberg, lil bitch, I'm on my own shit
I can't fuck 'round with you cause you a broke bitch
Yeah the label called and said they need some more hits
I said "fuck that lil bitch, I'm on my own shit"
Diamonds on my hip, I need some more drip
I got all these bitches on my own dick
Me, myself, and I, we got our own clique
"Check out my song" nah bitch, I won't click
Everybody wanna get a piece of the pie, but I'm sorry I don't owe you shit
They think that I've been scheming, I've been rolling with my team, but that's another way of rolling shit
Got dropped in the water when they thought that I would drown, they never thought I was supposed to swim
I lost friends to the water looking down at everybody that be watching with the coldest grin
But ain't no one as cold as him
Don't even got a chain to his name in the game, but nobody got more gold than him
Nobody controlling him
The devil got a hold of him
Somebody please get me this damn phone now, can somebody get a hold of him
Can somebody get a hold of him
I eat souls, I be scolding them all, wake 'em up like Folgers then
You know how I roll like a boulder when
I go leave 'em all shook like colder winds
Got it right on my hip, I hit 'em
Got a five stack on top, I do
You are not making no waves by you
Smithing so hard, minecraft I do this
I be like oh shit
I feel like Walt White, I'm cooking up this dope shit
I got the drip now and I think that she noticed
You try to ask for a feature I'm like "no, bitch"
"Why he got horns on his head?"
Cause I'm the goat, bitch
Call me Schoenberg, lil bitch, I'm on my own shit
I cannot fuck with you, yous a broke bitch
Yeah the label called and said they need some more hits
I said "fuck that lil-"
Call me Schoenberg, lil bitch, I'm on my own shit
I can't fuck 'round with you cause you a broke bitch
Yeah the label called and said they need some more hits
I said "fuck that lil bitch, I'm on my own shit"
Diamonds on my hip, I need some more drip
I got all these bitches on my own dick
Me, myself, and I, we got our own clique
"Check out my song" nah bitch, I won't click
Everybody wanna get a piece of the pie, but I'm sorry I don't owe you shit
They think that I've been scheming, I've been rolling with my team, but that's another way of rolling shit
Got dropped in the water when they thought that I would drown, they never thought I was supposed to swim
I lost friends to the water looking down at everybody that be watching with the coldest grin
But ain't no one as cold as him
Don't even got a chain to his name in the game, but nobody got more gold than him
Nobody controlling him
The devil got a hold of him
Somebody please get me this damn phone now, can somebody get a hold of him
Can somebody get a hold of him
I eat souls, I be scolding them all, wake 'em up like Folgers then
You know how I roll like a boulder when
I go leave 'em all shook like colder winds
Got it right on my hip, I hit 'em
Got a five stack on top, I do
You are not making no waves by you
Smithing so hard, minecraft I do this
I be like oh shit
I feel like Walt White, I'm cooking up this dope shit
I got the drip now and I think that she noticed
You try to ask for a feature I'm like "no, bitch"
"Why he got horns on his head?"
Cause I'm the goat, bitch
Call me Schoenberg, lil bitch, I'm on my own shit
I cannot fuck with you, yous a broke bitch
Yeah the label called and said they need some more hits
I said "fuck that lil-"