Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song the end (w/ swerzie), artist - DOWNTIME. Date of issue: 02.09.2017
Song language: English
the end (w/ swerzie) |
| I never show what I’m plotting next |
| I am not stopping bitch |
| I kill these rappers and body them |
| Fuck your whole team and embodiment |
| I’m coming at your damn throat and not stopping kid |
| Shit on the beat (Downtime) stay on my potty list |
| I am on go til' I’m poppy rich |
| Like fuck that line, I’mma go til' I’m prolly dead |
| Tryna go flex on my ex and drive off in a muhfuckin' Masi' bitch |
| Hold up the phone |
| They think they versatile I am like no |
| I switch the style up and chopped up the flow |
| Even the Spanish before for the hoes |
| And I’ll bring it back |
| No me compare con ellos yo soy mejor that’s a fact |
| No necesito a nadie pa' nada y sempre va a ser asi hasta final, bitch |
| Everybody actin' like I ain’t a fuckin' veteran |
| I settlin' a feeling when I see, I think I’m better than |
| My team you probably on some fuckin' medicine |
| Adrenaline is rushin' through my veins, a foreign specimen |
| The debt I’m in |
| If you fuck up the count my man the bullets have a two-tone |
| Like he tryna be feminine |
| tellin' in, my melanin |
| We burn him at the stake until he nothin' but a skeleton, you bitch |
| Ain’t nobody finna check me lil' bitch |
| I got stripes in this fuckin' rap scene lil' bitch |
| I ain’t fuckin' with nobody, 'cept me lil' bitch |
| It’s yo' murder day now, rest in peace lil' bitch, yuh |
| Better kill it |
| I’m the realest |
| I need millions |
| I need bezels |
| I need bitches |
| I need condoms |
| Fuck expenses, need it pronto, so I get it |
| Bitch I’m feeling like the G.O.A.T |
| The little krill |
| And I keep tabs on all my women |
| Flexin' like I love the fitness |
| I’m the greatest, don’t forget it |
| Got the city as my witness |
| 0−2-3, bitch |
| I been told you that it’s over |
| It’s been nice to know you, I’m through with these posers |
| I spot 'em out quick by they words and composure |
| And all that they want is attention, exposure |
| Shout out my blade, shout out my gun to your face |
| Shout out to me 'cause you hate |
| I give a FUCK, 'bout a damn thing that they say |
| I’m gon' surpass anyway |
| You outta luck, fuckin' with me you just made |
| Worst decision of your day |
| Knuck if you buck |
| I don’t got time for no games |
| My ready to spray |
| Bitch |