Antisocial Lyrics – Stiyers
Singer: Stiyers
Title: Antisocial
Ima knock off his fitted with the pole
That b#tch a H.O.E she a hoe
I shoot the opps with the chrome
What was his name (hah!) nobody knows
Probably nobody cares
I got a mansion with big #ss stairs (hmm mmh)
Yeah you a lame stay over there
I made so much money i can’t count anymore
I made so much enemies they all get ignored
Im in the backseat with your wh#re (yeah)
Im shooting sh#t like the Taliban
I am too hot need a ceiling fan
I drop the top right off the Benz
Im sending shoots straight at your mans
I can’t see hate through these Cartier frames
Im bout to fly straight to japan
She giving top right till i land
Im finna hotbox till i faint
My lifе a sci-fi im the man (yeah)
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