Anarchy Lyrics – 47Shawnn
Singer: 47Shawnn
Title: Anarchy
Stay with the mac like apple
Talking that sh#t, have them come in your chapel
Young n#gg# fly, i can fly pterodactyl
Got a new b#tch with a son, he a rascal
I get the bag from the city, the capital
These n#gg#s fake and lil boat be the actual
Beefing online but in person you rational
I do not get it
Making this money, it’s making them livid
The sh#t that you rap bout, you know you don’t live it
I got the coupe with the top, you can lift it
I got the coupe with the engine, go drift it
Diamonds, they wet like a cup of the mystic
Living this life, so futuristic
Stay optimistic
b#tch, stay optimistic, i’m sippin’ on mystic
I bought me a new expedition to lift it
My girl black as hеll, but she moan when i kiss it
I post in detroit likе i play for the pistons
I don’t give a f#ck, slurp that p#ss# like lipton
I london the trap like i stay at the tipton
It’s me and lil boat, you don’t need a description
She feigning for dick, i call that an addiction
The life that he rap about, know he don’t live it
The life that he claiming, we know it is fiction
Hold on
b#tch it’s a fantasy, can’t he see?
I’m posted up in the front of his home
Dropping that n#gg#, like i do my songs
Smoking that n#gg# his life in the bong
b#tch i’m the king, i go apeshit like kong
This life really strange, yeah i’m feeling like wong, let’s go
{verse 3: lil yachty
Off the top of the dome
I’m a big boss, al capone
Rock mcm like my name was jerome
He want the smoke, told the boy to come on
All of the gang members, what’s up and i’m on
f#ck with the set, don’t call my phone
I do not club, that’s not what i do
I stay at home and sleep in the stu’
Plotting on ways to build up revenue
Catch me outside on the old avenue
Been a star player, check the attributes
Been ’bout the guap since i had sessions too
I know they want the boy hung by a noose
Won’t catch me lacking, i stay with the truth
Shoot night roofs and a light handed loops
Shoot, shoot, shoot
Let’s go, yeah shoot like i’m blocboy
I’m on the block boy
You is a opp boy
I got the tommy, get smoked like a rasta
The blood and his organs, make him look like pasta
I don’t do the talking, i’m not with debating
That p#ss# a ten if i’m leaving a rating
I’m waiting to get it, the f#ck is you saying?
I’m not with the games, do it look like i’m playing?
That tech get to spraying, ain’t buy it for nothing
Send you to the doc and i’m talking mcstuffins
These n#gg#s ain’t with it, my flow is acidic
I been making serves in a old honda civic
I’m back and i’m better, just being specific
I’m good off of you, now i’m feeling terrific
I stay optimistic
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
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