TELLALI - aRCTiC BYTE lyrics
[TELLALI - aRCTiC BYTE lyrics]
He got iceberg on his neck
Clothes barely cover flesh
Hot choppa loaded tech
Cold he get ladies wet
New girl he never kept
Never has to make a bet
Party in the back of deck
This the way he act I reck he that bitch
He that bitch, I don't fuck with dis
He that bitch, he that dumb ass bitch
He that bitch, I don’t fuck with dis
He that bitch, he just got me sick
He just got me sick niggas got me sick
Niggas want my fit hit ‘em with dropkick
It ain't broke don't fix
I got onе times six wanna know my tricks
Nigga got big dick
Energy, ego еnergy
Ego energy, no such synergy
Yeah bad energy, this an evil memory
Bad bad energy, when in reality
Nigga it ain’t worth shit
He ain't worth shit nigga so surface
He not perfect i'm the one that search it
Imma work it on it and I jerk it
And imma murk it he that bitch
He that bitch, I don't fuck with dis
He that bitch, he that dumb ass bitch
He that bitch, I don't fuck with dis
He that bitch, he just got me sick
First I'm tall with the height
Know that I'm right got a new flight
Then I'm gone outta sight
These checks that I write
Yeah do it out of spite
Don’t forget that I pipe
Got an arctic with the byte
Yeah, and this wrist tight
And his wrist tight
Win a night, oh you might, keep a Glock 9
Cold all mine, do it right, get out my sight
Do not fight, I am bright, turn you to light
Ice, ice why, why
I, I high, tide