Westside Gunn - FINN BALOR lyrics
[Westside Gunn - FINN BALOR lyrics]
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Ayo
Ayo, just Don Wolverines like
I play with Webber
Crossover Fieg Pippens with the leopard
Next at the microwave floor
We 'bout to chef up get the sales off of
Commissary and some ketchup
Scarface Supremes
Dewey parked by the swing niggas lickin'
I flew off the pitch to hit a fiend, Molly Q
Cactus triple beam on it, I mean
Four door Ferrari, money green (Skrrr)
Got my courts
Beat the feds while I'm still on tour
Baggin' up dimes, had the MAC on the floor
'Chine Gun is my shepherd, loaded Desert
And for the record
I be the flyest nigga of all time
More grime smothered my walls, more violence
Cookin yay on the gas stove, lit pilots
Raf parkas, Balenciagas makin'
Me look taller, ah
I'm off the top rope, like Finn Balor
(Y'all niggas fucking know better)
I'm off the top rope, like Finn Balor
(Ain't nobody fucking with me, Lord
You niggas know that)
Came off the top rope, like Finn Balor
(Fuck you niggas, the fucking
King of this shit, niggas)
I'm off the top rope, like Finn Balor
(I make more money off one fucking shirt than
You niggas ever have in your fucking life)
You niggas is bums, you hear me
Let y'all niggas live, man
I doubt any of you niggas
Gon' live long though
You know what happen when
Niggas disrespect me, right?
Huh? Look in the fucking mirror
Just look at your fucking self
You a fucking bum fuck you got on, nigga?
Old ass Giuseppes and shit
These niggas don’t fucking rock Giuseppes
Nigga i don’t even wanna f-
Listen man, listen man
Just do, just, just chill out, b
I got love for niggas, man
I want the best for niggas, man
But see who hiring out here, man
Get y’all some n-
Get y’all some fucking jobs or something
Rapping ain’t it, man
Niggas made a thousand fucking songs, man
Still fucking broke
I’m on tour, nigga, I’m making it-
Listen man i gotta show tomorrow
A show the day after that
A show a day after that
A show the day after that
And a show the day after that, motherfucker
Hitler 5, nigga