Viper - Byzantine lyrics

[Viper - Byzantine lyrics]

I'mma fall through clean
Money everywhere, got me feelin like a top G
I hit a stang, now I'm mallin'
Cash everywhere, got byzantine
Haters' fallin
Money everywhere, got me feelin like a top G
I hit a stang, now I'm mallin'
Cash everywhere, got me feelin like a top G
I hit a stang, now my bread ain't stallin'

Catch me parlayin', laid back
The gold white and the
Diamonds yellow and black
Where the yellow black and the white chick
I hit a lick
Now haters wanna hit me with a stick
In the pockets of my hoodie
You'll lot'll find all kinds a goodies
I won't stop blanging
They don't know what to do with me
I done mashed to the shine game down to a t
Never felt a hustler mall like this
My swag is on all these rappers wishlists
People I'm addressin
Now keep these haters mad
And these marks stressin
Snitch cliques stay futile
Jealous of my cake
Cause you're clown all the while
I keep dividends in files
Mashin on the opps while they copy my style

I'mma fall through clean
Money everywhere, got me feelin like a top G
I hit a stang, now I'm mallin'
Cash everywhere, got byzantine
Haters' fallin
Money everywhere, got me feelin like a top G
I hit a stang, now I'm mallin'
Cash everywhere, got me feelin like a top G
I hit a stang, now my bread ain't stallin'

Niggas hating on me cause I'm a grinder
And they hate me even more cause I'm a shiner
Shadow in with the world's
Top piece and chain
Got these bad bitches going insane
These niggas losing they brain
Wantin to fill me up with bloodstains
We're making so much change
It's leaving competition deranged
The way I'm winning is a trip
Show I named my bitch Piggy
And I did a backflip
Now I can't be faded and I love being hated
They want me gone away cause
I finally made it get it, I finally arrived
To the point where I can sit back and roll
In something exquisite
Like a new whip or a bad bitch

I'mma fall through clean
Money everywhere, got me feelin like a top G
I hit a stang, now I'm mallin'
Cash everywhere, got byzantine
Haters' fallin
Money everywhere, got me feelin like a top G
I hit a stang, now I'm mallin'
Cash everywhere, got me feelin like a top G
I hit a stang, now my bread ain't stallin'

Word on the street, haters want my life
Cause I'm so fly the way I parlay
Got marks wantin to hit me with gun spray
During the day, catch me in the mall
With credit cards and stacks on haul
On a mission for clothes and jewellery
Haters want my life, from the hood
They can't fool me i'm cashed up, clowning
Stacks everywhere keep these
Swag haters frowning my bread game stupid
They can't steal my style so now
They try to loop it i swear I'm the G
Top rated funds got them want me sleep
My cash the engine, and I'm the kaboose
They couldn't stop if I wanted it to

I'mma fall through clean
Money everywhere, got me feelin like a top G
I hit a stang, now I'm mallin'
Cash everywhere, got byzantine
Haters' fallin
Money everywhere, got me feelin like a top G
I hit a stang, now I'm mallin'
Cash everywhere, got me feelin like a top G
I hit a stang, now my bread ain't stallin'

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