Desperado

Desperado, loadin' hollows

Desperado, loadin' hollows

Headshots to all my rivals

Never, ever, ever had a fuckin' idol

Bitches fake, niggas follow

On the paper chase, look like I hit the lotto

When the money close, I can't but help but count it

C-c-commas, somebody call my accountant

Desperado, loadin' hollows

Desperado, loadin' hollows

Headshots to all my rivals

Never, ever, ever had a fuckin' idol

Bitches fake, niggas follow

On the paper chase, look like I hit the lotto

When the money close, I can't but help but count it

C-c-commas, somebody call my accountant

(How many takin' flows?)

Maybe 'cause the flow so cold (So cold)

Heard you was a king, so cold (So cold)

Heard I was a killer who tote, nigga (Who tote)

(Somebody gonna hit the floor)

If a nigga get too close (Too close)

Niggas try and fuck with the Coast, yeah (Coast)

Niggas try and fuck with the Pro (Look)

I ain't ever read no Bible (No Bible)

Wish I never met my idols (My idols)

Meet 'em and they all turn rivals (Turn rivals)

Hard flows, comin' for the title, wait

Feed them and they all still bite you (Still bite you)

Keep 'em at a distance, close by you (Close by you)

When the time come, they gon' try you (Gon' try you)

Effort's all about how you apply to it, apply to it

Now I gotta ride with it

Niggas always tryna find a fuckin' plot to twist

Got me stressin', thinkin', "How the fuck it got to this?"

Now everybody got a hypothesis

It's obvious, y'all just in it for the come-up

Got you niggas up 'til Sun-up

Y'all niggas just tryna one-up

Either way, it won't add up, won't sum up (Sum up, sum up)

Desperado, loadin' hollows

Desperado, loadin' hollows

Headshots to all my rivals

Never, ever, ever had a fuckin' idol

Bitches fake, niggas follow

On the paper chase, look like I hit the lotto

When the money close, I can't but help but count it

C-c-commas, somebody call my accountant

Desperado, loadin' hollows

Desperado, loadin' hollows

Headshots to all my rivals

Never, ever, ever had a fuckin' idol

Bitches fake, niggas follow

On the paper chase, look like I hit the lotto

When the money close, I can't but help but count it

C-c-commas, somebody call my accountant

You know what it is (Is)

Bitch, it's the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A. t.)

Don't play me no fool (Wah)

Rap niggas is foo (Hehe)

The Coast be the move (Yuh)

This summer ain't safe (Nah)

I got no patience (Nah)

These niggas my sons (That's right)

Don't need no more patients (Nah)

Slid through the cracks in the Matrix

Pull up to the spot in a spaceship

That red hat lame (Wack)

Lately, your shit played (Played)

Been doin' it new ways (Ways)

No competition, no one to race (Race)

We the shine that made it from the bottom

Brooklyn, baby, yeah we got a problem

Desperado, no tomorrow

Six rings, six shooter, cling

Desperado, money over hoes, never over bros

Paper-chasin' and them hoes gon' follow

Remain the same around those souls that's hollow

Fuck it, though (Fuck it, though)

Drink the bottle, drown my problems, Insta models

Fuck them off and fly to death, I'm a walkin' coffin

Laugh to the bank, I can't hear you talkin'

See so many signs, proceed with caution (Skrrt)

She wanna fuck in the Benz, had to park it (Skrrt)

Moments like this, I just reminisce

Back when a nigga just had no options

Back when I take anybody wallet

Young nigga out the Parkside and he 'bout it, 'bout it

But I just stay on the beats just to go feed my posse, look

Desperado, loadin' hollows

Desperado, loadin' hollows

Headshots to all my rivals

Never, ever, ever had a fuckin' idol

Bitches fake, niggas follow

On the paper chase, look like I hit the lotto

When the money close, I can't but help but count it

C-c-commas, somebody call my accountant

Desperado, loadin' hollows

Desperado, loadin' hollows

Headshots to all my rivals

Never, ever, ever had a fuckin' idol

Bitches fake, niggas follow

On the paper chase, look like I hit the lotto

When the money close, I can't but help but count it

C-c-commas, somebody call my accountant