Beat The Odds
(专辑: State Of Emergency - 2020)
(Keez on the
track, ooh) Fuck the
stats, I
be beating the
odds Hitting the
blunt, it be making me calm Rock the
turban just like I'm Saddam I'ma blow up just like I'm a
bomb I'ma leave a
lil' nigga embalmed I'ma put her in Christian Dior Eat a
shroom, I'ma pop me a
four She gon' sweep up them racks on the
floor (Yeah) Leave a
bitch nigga dead on the
floor (Yeah) Like Iran we gon' go straight to war (Yeah) Got the
Tesla, this bitch got some torque (Yeah) I
just caught me a
juug at the
state fair I
just sent me a
bag next day air Need a
bad ho, know I'm on the
way there She need dick, hold on, I'm on the
way there (Yeah) I
got ice like a
rink, I
can skate there Drop them bands and my dawg, he gon' off 'em Got a
hand like Gervonta, the
boxer I'm not Polish, but she want my sausage Got the
drip, I
got several sauces Aggravated, the
chopper assault 'em Shoot these niggas like pumpkins and carve 'em I
got numbers, you know I
be carding I
got bitches, you know I
got Barbies Man, these niggas be pussy, they'd rather hate Gotta drop me some songs, I
can't go on dates I
get freaky with info, I
stay out late I'ma drink so much Casein and drop a
tape I'ma press me a
button, then drop the
top Nigga play with the
gang, we gon' crop his top Had juice up the
Dodge, that shit in the
shop Heard they wanted some smoke, so we spin his block I
know Arabs like Gazi who give me funding I
got white collars sluts and they give me fun and I
know KGB people, I'm cool with Russians I
can't help it, she know that I
love the
'tussin I
can't help it, she know that I
love to fuck her Burning mamas and plus I
be burning Gushers I
got shops I
don't wanna block, Andre Drummond She be leaking just like a
pipe, steady cumming Need a
hat on your head, nigga, steady capping Want the
whole thing, I
do not want just a
fraction Want your body 'cause that shit there real attractive Want your face 'cause that shit there is real attractive Once you sign to my name, it ain't no redacting I'ma send out them shooters, they gon' get active I'ma send out them shooters, they get to whacking I
ain't doing no talking, no paragraphing I
ain't shaking no hands, I
ain't tryna dap you With the
butt of this pistol, might have to slap you Got a
ass on the
back, I
might have to slap it From the
jungle, so I
use guerrilla tactics I
done blew up this year and I'm still carding That pack won an award so I'm overcharging Got a M
in the
bank, I
still ride Charger Got a M
in the
bank but I'm going harder Fuck the
stats, I
be beating the
odds Hitting the
blunt, it be making me calm Rock the
turban just like I'm Saddam I'ma blow up just like I'm a
bomb I'ma leave a
lil' nigga embalmed I'ma put her in Christian Dior Eat a
shroom, I'ma pop me a
four She gon' sweep up them racks on the
floor (Yeah) Leave a
bitch nigga dead on the
floor (Yeah) Like Iran we gon' go straight to war (Yeah) Got the
Tesla, this bitch got some torque (Yeah) I
just caught me a
juug at the
state fair I
just sent me a
bag next day air Need a
bad ho, know I'm on the
way there She need dick, hold on, I'm on the
way there I
got ice like a
rink, I
can skate there