Fish (Rock)
VALHALLA
I want money
Long as mr fantastic
Bitch im fantastic
I want every
Piece of pie
Motherfuck a fraction
I will never die
I can't decease
Im Everlasting
I became a god
When i felt peace
Inside this
Black skinnnnnnnnn
(Mmmmmm)

They goin bald
These n***as cappin
Que paso
Whats goin on
You was just up
What happened?
My n***as paper stackin
Like restaurant napkins
You n***as is nappin
Im in the throat of that dragon
I want the smoke and the action
And death to captain america
I got a nasty bitch
Be askin to eat hairy butt
You like chains n watches
I like blood and guts
And scary stuff
Dis bitch had told me I dont carе enough
She is correct
I told hеr i dont have a fuck to give if she ain't givin neck no disrespect
Lets get this bread
Mm

I wanna make a zip code every minute
Contacts in my bank account
Phone numbers in it
I ain't finished
Im too vicious
To play victim
Up them clippers boy you
Betta cut
All i do is level up
I hit the lick
I held the gun
Bitch are you dumb
Cuz i am rare
Hard to come by
Please dont stare
N***as swear they hit men
But they aim too high
They hittin air
No winnin there
Dont grin in here
Im sinnin here
(I’m sinnin heeerreee
Sinnin hererre lol)
SHE GONE
VAL HALLA HALLA HALLA
WE WANT YALL DOLLA DOLLA DOLLAS
NAH SHE BUSY DONT CALL HA
CALL HA CALL HA
SUCK IT THEN SWALLA SWALLA SWALLA
I’ma stick a church up if i gotta
I’ma wait til time is perfect
And then rob the robber
I ain't perfect used to think bout
Bussin my pinata
Open seasame
Medula oblungata
You be wearin prada
Tryna fit in
Meanwhile ya mama hate that
You ain't got a pot to piss in
You play the lottery but
But probably won't win
You missin
The point of life
Dont point a knife or gun with no intention
Some n***as tryna die on dummy missions
I go above the limit
I got money addictions
He got muddy prescriptions
I dont talk i just listen

Lets get this
Fuckin
Bread