Bachir Wade - Venom

Who got the city I got it on lock
Talking 'bout talent ain't talking who hot
I drop a check and it hit on the spot
Time is money so I need me a watch
I know people praying to see your boy popped like
New whip I push off the lot
Haters be wanting Bachir to get got
Feel like some pork cause I stay with my chop
Shoutout the Bronx we running the city
Throw up a 5 it's rest in peace Diddy
Chasing wealth lil nigga get with me
It's Shot after shot like fucking with semis
I don't got a job but always be busy
I used to rob when pockets was empty
She gave me the wap like my name is fetty
She tryna kick it way harder than Messi nah
Dreamchasing I feel like i'm Meek
Every track man I swear ima tweak
I drop a song and just watch how they geek
I just be focused on bringing the heat
Don't got a gun he get beat out his sneaks
Niggas be vegan they don't want no beef
He pussy and talk we call that a queef
Nina gon' teach if she see that boy reach
My bitch is pretty she don't got a flaw
Hold on shake it shake it
Put in that work so bitch i'm a boss
Hold on shake it shake it
She want a man and I know what it costs
Hold on shake it shake it
Baby stop playing and open them jaws
Hold on shake it shake it
If she puts the Glock in her purse ima wife that
Bitch i love you I don't gotta type that
Nigga try to play and he won't get his life back
Message his mom your son can't write back
Punish the pussy I know that she like that hold on throw it back baby I love how you fight back
throw it back baby I love how you fight back
Life been good but i'm tryna live glorious
Pockets was small till I got them notorious
Ain't come to play fuck I look like the warriors
Money comes slow like god please hurry up
I know the opps really wish they can score me up
I got a chick who be lining them horny ones
Ima keep snapping until i'm like forty one
Ima keep snapping until i'm like forty one
Everyone talking but who finna step like
Really put on for the set
I call up Bali he back out the Tec like brody just told me say less
Forever Mus till the last of my breath like
Jacking my brother to death
Loyalty deep put my girl through a test
She got a brain and she knows how to sex
I feel like Lionel I make a mess hold on
They did not catch that Messi
Remember them days shawty said i'm a dub hold on
Now she gon say i'm sexy
I got a baddie you can't next to me
My lyrics go stupid they say it's deadly
Showing that face like they drank pepsi
Venom a problem someone test me
Who got the city I got it on lock
Talking 'bout talent ain't talking who hot
I drop a check and it hit on the spot
Time is money so I need me a watch
I know people praying to see your boy popped like
New whip I push off the lot
Haters be wanting Bachir to get got
Feel like some pork cause I stay with my chop bitch

Written by:
Bachir Fofana

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