KiD KAMi, Arsx, SHEHATESKODOKU - PANDORAS BOX

You gon fall in with artemis aim
Im the god of the hunt, boy pray you aren't the prey
SOS diamonds i hit johnny dang
Im like pandora's box, you better be afraid
Keep fucking with me, promise you gon regret it
Lil brodie, yo kids ain't gon make it to college
Red dot beam, and a banana clip on the K, had him thinking that a monkey shot 'em
If he going up, then we sending him down, on my life, lil brodie, he going out fatal
Yea i got everyone calling me kurt, how i got the game on lock from every lil angle
Talking on me and the next thing you know they gon photoshop you in the clouds with a halo
Walk down on his block with a drum like a band
Mariachi bullets how they making him tango
Watch me ball on the block, Roy Hibbert
His soul finna exist as soon as he enter
Yea i don't need a gun, could pull up with bow
Got me feeling like my name was Jeremy renner
G-O-A-T next to me it's congruent
So fuck what you said bitch i'm living off music
My flow transforming like professor lupin
Say you gon sending shots but you cappin like cuban
You gon fall in with artemis aim
Im the god of the hunt, boy pray you aren't the prey
SOS diamonds i hit johnny dang
Im like pandora's box, you better be afraid
Keep fucking with me, promise you gon regret it
Lil brodie, yo kids ain't gon make it to college
Red dot beam, and a banana clip on the K, had him thinking that a monkey shot 'em
You gon fall in with artemis aim
Im the god of the hunt, boy pray you aren't the prey
SOS diamonds i hit johnny dang
Im like pandora's box, you better be afraid
Keep fucking with me, promise you gon regret it, lil brodie
Yo kids ain't gon make it to college
Red dot beam, and a banana clip on the K, had him thinking that a monkey shot 'em
Hit then i dip and she ask if I love her so I told her no I feel like Daniel Bryan
She wanted my number, so i gave it to her, little did she know that i was fucking lying
With the mask on my face call me stanley ipkiss
Bitch i puff, no pass, pussy you can't hit this
This a go go gadget ,up on my hip bitch
Im boutta put yo name up on the shit list
Fuck a three-five bitch i gotta big spliff
Broke hoes hella ugly, needa rich bitch
Ima turn em to a fucking victim
Rip out all of his mo fuckin ligaments

Written by:
LANDEN SIMMONS, TRISTAN WILLIAMS

Publisher:
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