555 - Atay & JAX

I put one in that chamber like you wanna face a god? Know to be-face the fake fuck, aight Fuck is a feelin' God, level I'm, feelin' odd Fairily Beverly Hill, West Side Bitch, I'm drillin' your neighbor daughter at Best Buy If I hit up your jack, then nigga, you best slide If you totin' that pistol, nigga, you best ride If you shoot that shit at me, nigga I best die 'Cause I'm a muhfuckin' narcissist, trippin', you catch a clip, bitch You not equipped with that Pussy boy, don't be talkin' shit Or you can meet this AK-47, it got kick back I'm a muhfuckin' Martian, in the heart of a moshpit Put that boy in a coffin 'Cause the way they talkin' Pussy boy, don't be talkin' I ain't doin' no barkin' I'ma let that shit rip, leave his ass in the parkin' Fuck, boy don't test me Fuck, boy don't test me Fuck, boy don't test me Fuck, boy don't test, boy don't test, boy don't test Boy don't test, boy don't test, Boy don't test, boy don't, ayy, yuh, ayy Fuck, boy don't test me Fuck, boy don't test me Fuck, boy don't test me Fuck, boy don't test, boy don't test, boy don't test Boy don't test, boy don't test Boy don't test, boy don't, ayy, yuh, ayy

Why? Why do you love me? What have I done to deserve you lately? If the poorest ones could feel this energy, They need not fear the cursed son nor the devil's night. There I lay with warmth watching over me. The favoured son on whom fortune smiled upon. Why? Why do you want me? With a past like mine I'd rather love and lose than fall in line. There I lay with warmth watching over me. The favoured son on whom fortune smiled upon. Why? Why do you want me? With a past like mine I'd rather love and lose than fall in line.