Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Zeltron 6 Billion, artist - Denzel Curry. Album song 13, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: PH
Song language: English
Zeltron 6 Billion |
| Welcome to the cellar, propelled into a realm |
| So then you meet me at the helm |
| Like Del—so, you could know that I’m funky as ever |
| Like Zero, the pain is down to hill, my brain is made of steel |
| I crash into your soldiers like bricks thrown by Shaquille O’Neal |
| The coldest flow in the snow globe, my nigga, I’m lost in frost |
| I never went to college, don’t even listen to Asher Roth |
| Sometimes I’m a butterfly, most times I feel like a moth |
| Kill my insecurities because they tried to make me soft |
| Kill off, you and your posse, if you cross me |
| Have you so shook you wouldn’t even want to cross streets |
| Pardon me—niggas be Madison Square-guardin' me |
| You could be a statue and you still won’t be as hard as me |
| Fuck the industry, I only worry about my artistry |
| Hard to see, R.I.P. |
| my older brother, Lotto Tree |
| Dawg, I’m murdering everything inside my allegory |
| Come back from the dead, I’ll smack you to purgatory |
| Because you cannot fuck with Zeltron 6 Bill-ion! |
| You lookin' at my zoom, my shit is Sicil-ian! |
| Y’all lookin' at my bitch, my bitch is Brazil-ian! |
| I’m finna run through to the city and kill shit! |
| Because you cannot fuck with Zeltron 6 Bill-ion! |
| You lookin' at my zoom, my shit is Sicil-ian! |
| Y’all lookin' at my bitch, my bitch is Brazil-ian! |
| I’m finna run through to the city and kill shit! |
| Who else but Ugly Mane and Zel could rock it so funky as hell? |
| We got it locked like a prison, got 'em twistin' on them D’s watching |
| Speaking facts like 360 degrees drop it |
| Wisdom, you think you mobbin' but you isn’t |
| Miami back to Richmond back to Cali |
| They gon' find your body in the alley |
| Ugly still the ugliest, Ugly still destructive |
| I’ma lay you down underneath the ground if you fuck with this |
| Head up in the clouds when the dutch is lit, puffin' it |
| I be acting foul for the fuck of it |
| Lately it’s a lot of days I feel hopeless (fuck it) |
| It’s a lot of days I’m feeling like I’m drowning in the ocean |
| Put your hands on me and your hands gettin' broken |
| When I hit the scene, it’s like a goddamn explosion |
| Find me out surrounded by some shooters, they be young and old |
| Piffing looking crispy I got origami money folds |
| Ugly Mane, bars played, that blood in my veins be running cold |
| Running the game I be unopposed, short fuse, don’t cut it close |
| Ugly Mane, bars played, that shit I spit be so morose |
| You better watch your mouth playa, I hit you with that lethal dose |
| Because you cannot fuck with Zeltron 6 Bill-ion! |
| You lookin' at my zoom, my shit is Sicil-ian! |
| Y’all lookin' at my bitch, my bitch is Brazil-ian! |
| I’m finna run through to the city and kill shit! |
| Because you cannot fuck with Zeltron 6 Bill-ion! |
| You lookin' at my zoom, my shit is Sicil-ian! |
| Y’all lookin' at my bitch, my bitch is Brazil-ian! |
| I’m finna run through to the city and kill shit! |