Agent 47 Lyrics – White Smoke
Singer: White Smoke
Title: Agent 47
Catch this switch yeah, never trust a b#tch yeah
Rollin fast, its like i got the fix yeah
Gettin money, yeah we stackin that mint
If you talkin sh#t, imma catch you with that lick yeah
Why you always hatin, b#tch you know im satan
When i mince the words, b#tches want my dick yeah they lift their skirts
No debatin, thats just how it is huh
When you want that verse- yeah you know that im the plug huh
Catch me in that car going 90 down the freeway
They want me in the game so bad i get the free plays
f#ckin so good, shawty want a replay, replay, replay aye
I could hit her up- yeah any other day
b#tches all the same, if she playin games
Feel like ray, punch that b#tch right in the face
Yeah im chillin now, gotta count another fifty thou, uh
Body bag season got me back up in my back again
Had to go the distance, hard to rest and imma spazz on it
Catch them off the ledge, i tell some of my thoughts be homicidal
Slack jaw, droppin acid tablets seekin holy bible
Big dog status when i walk in the room
Been a demon sice the days that i was still in the womb
Everybody say they with me, told em show me the proof
Imma take another sip so i can get in my groove
I play my music so loud, i might just blow off the roof
Might just spend a couple grand and put some gold on my tooth
Hit up brodie for the addy and we bustin a move
Feel like agent 47 pullin up in a suit
If i give a sh#t its for myself cuz we not built the same
I am not the one who starts the war so i am not to blame
If i pinky promise with a b#tch she know she give it up
She clawed me on my back cuz i was deep and neighbors know my name
Never did i fit in as a kid or even f#ckin now
Mortal kombat combo on a f#ck boy like im comin out
If you talkin tough me and my homies, we are runnin down
You gone get whats yours cuz lady karma always comes around
Sick tats, where you get em at, how much you pay for that
Sit back, get your wig slapped, all you do is cap
Never nap, they won’t catch me flat, keep a play no strap
Big facts, brodie got my back and we can’t ever lack
Dolce and gabbana for the fragrance, now i feel like jodie
Sniffin up the coca got me buggin, now i feel like tony
I just hit a b#tch back at the crib and she got passed to blow me
All that sh#t you rappin bout, is cap and really f#ckin phony
Gta, like doa
She gave me face, i pound her waist
I leave no trace, can’t catch that case
They know my name, can’t play no games, aye
Big dog status when i walk in the room
Been a demon sice the days that i was still in the womb
Everybody say they with me, told em show me the proof
Imma take another sip so i can get in my groove
I play my music so loud, i might just blow off the roof
Might just spend a couple grand and put some gold on my tooth
Hit up brodie for the addy and we bustin a move
Feel like agent 47 pullin up in a suit
Ask about it, you can feel the bass inside the powdered gun
Sticky fingers rollin crimps, and drove release and check the funds
Patiently waiting, creatin, craters, im takin a break
Instigating, tummy aching, my world is a wreck
I dont even wanna talk about it man, man im stressed out man
I dont even wanna talk about it man, said im stressed out man
I dont even wanna talk about it man, said im stressed out man
I dont even wanna talk about it, no
I dont even wanna talk about it, no, and i said
Feel like agent 47 yeah im rockin when i spit the flames
Feel like peterson when he beat his kid then switch the games
Rocky on a track, smoke the nic and now i feel the same
Boxin on a beat, now you cap on the insurance claim
If i put the hit out then you know that you are f#ckin done
Why you startin beef? kid, you know that i am not the one
To be f#ckin with, hold it right there let me get my gun
And i ain’t cappin when i tell you that you gone be needing some (needing some)
Body bag season got me back up in my back again
Had to go the distance, hard to rest and imma spazz on it
Catch them off the ledge, i tell some of my thoughts be homicidal
Slack jaw, droppin acid tablets seekin holy bible
Big dog status when i walk in the room
Been a demon sice the days that i was still in the womb
Everybody say they with me, told em show me the proof
Imma take another sip so i can get in my groove
I play my music so loud, i might just blow off the roof
Might just spend a couple grand and put some gold on my tooth
Hit up brodie for the addy and we bustin a move
Feel like agent 47 pullin up in a suit
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