Ray Mysterio

(album: Bread - 2018)

[Westside Gunn:]
Ayy yo (Brrr)
Ayy yo, ayy yo, ayy yo, ayy yo (Ayy yo, ayy yo)
(Brrr)
Luxurious fly shit (Brrr)
Ayy yo (Ayy yo)

Turn Judas for them Yeezy Season 3s
The pump's in the sleeves, don't make a nigga reach
Coke look bleach, a posse of folks by the scene
Bust and duck, take a shit, stink (Shit stink, nigga)
Same night off for a week
Off-White collab, the MAC hanging out the Lambo Jeep (Brrr)
If you slip, I better catch yo' ass
Get you 32 real fast (Real fast)
My nigga this Hall and Nash
The imperial
Everything we shoot got no serials
This fly shit through your stereos
Coupe flip like Ray Mysterio (Now Listen)
You fuck niggas don't hear me though
This that Fashion Avenue flow
Get it like tuna and blow it then we blow
They can't do nothing but respect us (Ow! Ow! Ow!)
Man listen, we got EmpresSil

[Conway:]
Tie it to the blood clot (Betta watch yo' head)
Look, nigga rapping that's half as ill that can match the skill that's half as real
Niggas be sayin "Con you have to chill"
'Cause I be spazzing still, I swear these sucka niggas weird
Rap is good, but I will clap 'em still and fuck up my career
I ain't worried 'bout a jail, don't give a fuck about them years
Wild until I get the needle or I fucking get the chair
You got a blicky, but you pussy niggas bust it out of fear
My shooter in fatigues, shawty like me hunting for a deal, yeah (Boom, boom)
Run down on you and fire twice
The bullet wound looking like a lion bite
Bullets looking like a half a stick of dynamite
I was buying guns when you other niggas was buying Nikes
Rhymer likes Esco when the '90s flow raw as a line of white
I beat your favorite rapper with an iron pipe (Okay)
In the winter, fly to LA, where the climate right
Fucking the kinda hoes you'll never fuck in your entire life (Hahaha)
Versace belt just to tuck the ratchet (Uh-huh)
You can smell the piss on them bricks before I bust the plastic (Okay)
Shooters lurking for you, they in fucking traffic (They lurkin')
They won't rest until they put you in a fucking casket, ugh! (Brrr)

[Outro:]
You had to really, really do something to get killed
Let's take it right on on
You said good for what?
Bottom line (Bottom line)
Word up
It's a whole different world
The fuck is that?
Fuck you talking 'bout?
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