Post game pskr
[Intro]
WTFOMARI
[ Verse 1: Niontay]
I got a bag out your city
Soon I touch da A I hit Benji
Kno it’s blood on me lord forgive me
I might fire up da opps in Disney
Merch do numbers I’m neck neck wit taka man
I had forgot who u was wen da xotic hit
N***a paperwork red tryna politic
I jus got lil head lil lobotomy
30k on tour of shirts n***a I ain’t een gon speak on what the CDs brought me in
Debo like yatman stall me out
Took risks with the pros money all was in
Who me i jus stack my cheese yea the war start wit me
Lil n***a I’m all for it
Did numbers off the hill what your dawg couldn’t
Lil n***a want a fade then call and book me
[Verse 2: El Cousteau]
I take a dope fein on a move
We goin rob us a n***a
Im at the Italian diner on capitol hill
Left the intercontinental
Im southeast in A5
Where the young n***as shoot out a window
Kidnap a witness
Give a fuck about nothing
Me & cuhs ain’t sparing a n***a
I got my hands in it
Im fighting the judgement and ducking the fire
I take advantage wherever it’s room
For a n***a to conquer and divide
Im outside ducking these felonies
My momma she pray for my sins & my lies
Im in the drug zone on the corner of staples
Looking death in his eyes
WTFOMARI
[ Verse 1: Niontay]
I got a bag out your city
Soon I touch da A I hit Benji
Kno it’s blood on me lord forgive me
I might fire up da opps in Disney
Merch do numbers I’m neck neck wit taka man
I had forgot who u was wen da xotic hit
N***a paperwork red tryna politic
I jus got lil head lil lobotomy
30k on tour of shirts n***a I ain’t een gon speak on what the CDs brought me in
Debo like yatman stall me out
Took risks with the pros money all was in
Who me i jus stack my cheese yea the war start wit me
Lil n***a I’m all for it
Did numbers off the hill what your dawg couldn’t
Lil n***a want a fade then call and book me
[Verse 2: El Cousteau]
I take a dope fein on a move
We goin rob us a n***a
Im at the Italian diner on capitol hill
Left the intercontinental
Im southeast in A5
Where the young n***as shoot out a window
Kidnap a witness
Give a fuck about nothing
Me & cuhs ain’t sparing a n***a
I got my hands in it
Im fighting the judgement and ducking the fire
I take advantage wherever it’s room
For a n***a to conquer and divide
Im outside ducking these felonies
My momma she pray for my sins & my lies
Im in the drug zone on the corner of staples
Looking death in his eyes