Alvarrari - On My Shit

Can't ride my wave not this cruise ship
If you haven't heard of me get some cue tips
I never miss aim my cue stick
Go eat a dick here's a tooth pick

Pull up with a big smile flex the VVS
All up in your face high def and 3D
Ya boy up next but I'm not on Tv
Drink till I'm spinning like a fuckin CD
Stuck on repeat
All the fuckin memories I'm tryna delete
I believed you and you deceived me
Just as easy as ABCD
I'm rolling weed leaves to make me sleepy
Spray you down like a damn graffiti
Water drip I took a trip to Fiji
Flow so gross it'll make you queasy
I ain't a fuckin human ima different species
Ultra instinct like I'm fucking chichi
You can't defeat me if you read a cheat sheet
You gotta jerk me off only way to beat me

If you ain't talkin money then ain't no conversation
Backwood flavor honey and I'm smokin on probation

Can't ride my wave not this cruise ship
If you haven't heard of me get some cue tips
I never miss aim my cue stick
Go eat a dick here's a tooth pick

New whip new kicks new phone who dis
Blue chips two chicks big butt huge tits
Two cups few sips you lit two hits
I'm on my shit I'm on my shit
New whip new kicks new phone who dis
Blue chips two chicks big butt huge tits
Two cups few sips you lit two hits
I'm on my shit I'm on my shit
I'm on my shit I'm on my shit
You on my dick go head and lick
I get the packs and do kick flips

Second verse harder than the first flow worth a couple of mills
Ever since my birth first day on the earth I rolled a fuckin blunt up and chilled
I been on the search for the power surge that I feel when I take these pills
But this shits the worst I just get this urge I'm on the verge of ending up killed
Ima leave a legend
Fall asleep in heaven
Ima breathing weapon
That's facts
You might need a second
When I make you see you always be in second
No cap
If you a hater then you still supporting it's the fucking truth and that's that
Make a mean impression
A deep indentation
Break your fucking jaw it's just glass
I'm spitting fire, my skill admired
I'm smokin you niggas like skidding tires
I'm sick and tired of you freakin liars
You pussies ain't real you ain't gripping iron you ain't flippin weight
You a bitch for hire
Ammunition fired you just bitch and hate you just can't relate
You just can't be great
You don't got no vision the shits blocked by ur window visor
I'm gifted I'm wrapping shit up like a grandma on Christmas
I'm lifted I'm boutta roll up throw me 5 you can hit this
I needa go re-up on backwoods won't smoke nothin else so don't pass me no swishers
I shit in your cereal fuck your Cheerios
I eat instrumentals for breakfast
The flow so hectic
I sit on my throne so imperial I'm superior you folks can't check this
And crashing ain't that bad with leather interior
Fuck nigga on the ground on the rear view I'm a rotty you terrier you inferior boutta snatch That necklace
And I came from the trenches
In the game like EA you mother fuckers stay on the benches

New whip new kicks new phone who dis
Blue chips two chicks big butt huge tits
Two cups few sips you lit two hits
I'm on my shit I'm on my shit
New whip new kicks new phone who dis
Blue chips two chicks big butt huge tits
Two cups few sips you lit two hits
I'm on my shit I'm on my shit
I'm on my shit I'm on my shit
You on my dick go head and lick
I get the packs and do kick flips
New whip new kicks new phone who dis
Blue chips two chicks big butt huge tits
Two cups few sips you lit two hits
I'm on my shit I'm on my shit

Written by:
Alvaro Garcia

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