XV - X.plosi.V.e lyrics
[XV - X.plosi.V.e lyrics]
Yeah yeah yeah vizzy zone this
Is the Layover shout
Out to Nipsey, Shawn Chrys man, what up? Aye
I'm about to get a crib there very soon
Too haha look out for me yeah look
Why can't I have it all?
Maybe I just ask for much
I want the world Tony, so I have to Touch
Marry a bad broad, with an ass like plush
Then of course
We get divorced and she take half my stuff
Yep cause a dime cost a pretty penny
And I never was the dude to be like, "Gimmie
Gimmie" i'm Kevin Arnold, Seven's Paul
But are there any Winnie's?
That's probably why I'll send a
Girl home in any inning vizzy, Vizzy
Odds against him now I'm getting even
This MC is near to a Titan, RIP steven
Cold flow, conscious thoughts
I call it deep freezing
Dictionary's absent from rapping and
Kids need meaning but why kid myself
Like I ain't a kid myself
Playing games, getting cake, no Child's Play
But Chucky Cheesing
And they asking me, "What's the reason?"
Why can't I just stop?
I guess it's hard when you fucking speeding
Latin chick
Keep a fast whip to tuck the heat in
So she can bust and flee then
From all these bustas beefing
I'm having lunch meetings in rooms you
Can't touch a thing in
The same dude they ain't once believe in
Uh, I'm Bruce Wayne
Models hang for a couple evenings
Big Pimping on a boat
Soon as I bust I'm breezing
I come beating down your block
Like a young heathen
More verses then a dude that loves competing
Killin' 'em with the flow
Call it a hearse verse
Deeper than a motorcade
Flier than a float parade
The day that I am Oprah paid
I will shave a $100 bill up
Put it in a bowl and call that shit potpourri
Niggas don't understand i think I overstayed
But I ain't leaving here
Until they know my name
I am so up there, I can tow a plane
Landing zone gear
Shoot a flare and a smoke grenade
The day that they awake
From all the sleeping i got it made
Maid hotel housekeeping
A lot to say, so until I speak it
It's not the same
And it's best to not believe it
Yeah, see what I did there? And it ain't '97
But I swear, that it's gonna be a BIG year
Even with Cole here, Freddie here
Nipsey here sean
Shawn here, Wiz here, this is where I fit
Jeah shout out to all of them
Now I put it in fifth gear
Make the cut like a pit's ears, uh
When I'm around
I suggest you keep your chick near
I'll bag a Pretty Woman, in my Rich Gear
Gere ain't that a bitch? yeah
Life's what you're calling it
And it's drop dead gorgeous
You should call it Farrah Fawcett god damn
How could Vizzy be so heartless?
I've been playing Kingdom Hearts
For the motherfucking longest
Game's so flawless, but I always look forward
To girls hollering like we're
Going to Sadie Hawkins
The game is the target
The gun's behind the toilet
The bomb is in my backpack and
I'm dropping it in August xplosiVe
Is the Layover shout
Out to Nipsey, Shawn Chrys man, what up? Aye
I'm about to get a crib there very soon
Too haha look out for me yeah look
Why can't I have it all?
Maybe I just ask for much
I want the world Tony, so I have to Touch
Marry a bad broad, with an ass like plush
Then of course
We get divorced and she take half my stuff
Yep cause a dime cost a pretty penny
And I never was the dude to be like, "Gimmie
Gimmie" i'm Kevin Arnold, Seven's Paul
But are there any Winnie's?
That's probably why I'll send a
Girl home in any inning vizzy, Vizzy
Odds against him now I'm getting even
This MC is near to a Titan, RIP steven
Cold flow, conscious thoughts
I call it deep freezing
Dictionary's absent from rapping and
Kids need meaning but why kid myself
Like I ain't a kid myself
Playing games, getting cake, no Child's Play
But Chucky Cheesing
And they asking me, "What's the reason?"
Why can't I just stop?
I guess it's hard when you fucking speeding
Latin chick
Keep a fast whip to tuck the heat in
So she can bust and flee then
From all these bustas beefing
I'm having lunch meetings in rooms you
Can't touch a thing in
The same dude they ain't once believe in
Uh, I'm Bruce Wayne
Models hang for a couple evenings
Big Pimping on a boat
Soon as I bust I'm breezing
I come beating down your block
Like a young heathen
More verses then a dude that loves competing
Killin' 'em with the flow
Call it a hearse verse
Deeper than a motorcade
Flier than a float parade
The day that I am Oprah paid
I will shave a $100 bill up
Put it in a bowl and call that shit potpourri
Niggas don't understand i think I overstayed
But I ain't leaving here
Until they know my name
I am so up there, I can tow a plane
Landing zone gear
Shoot a flare and a smoke grenade
The day that they awake
From all the sleeping i got it made
Maid hotel housekeeping
A lot to say, so until I speak it
It's not the same
And it's best to not believe it
Yeah, see what I did there? And it ain't '97
But I swear, that it's gonna be a BIG year
Even with Cole here, Freddie here
Nipsey here sean
Shawn here, Wiz here, this is where I fit
Jeah shout out to all of them
Now I put it in fifth gear
Make the cut like a pit's ears, uh
When I'm around
I suggest you keep your chick near
I'll bag a Pretty Woman, in my Rich Gear
Gere ain't that a bitch? yeah
Life's what you're calling it
And it's drop dead gorgeous
You should call it Farrah Fawcett god damn
How could Vizzy be so heartless?
I've been playing Kingdom Hearts
For the motherfucking longest
Game's so flawless, but I always look forward
To girls hollering like we're
Going to Sadie Hawkins
The game is the target
The gun's behind the toilet
The bomb is in my backpack and
I'm dropping it in August xplosiVe