Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song MONARCH, artist - $NOT. Album song - TRAGEDY +, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: P2020
Song language: English
MONARCH |
| She hit me up |
| Oh, oh |
| Freshco made this |
| Just hit me up on my cellphone (Ayy) |
| I’ll pick it up in the early morning |
| Ridin' fast in a Ford |
| Hold up, pull up in a DeLorean |
| Kill a bitch and my enemies |
| Wait, nigga, we ain’t frenemies (What?) |
| Niggas snakes, but I’m venomous (Ayy) |
| Dangerous 'cause I’m marvelous (Yeah) |
| Bitch feel that Beretta vibe |
| Snipe right through that nigga eye (Phew) |
| One clip, open up the door (Ayy) |
| Door is open, no suicide |
| Wartime, throw it on the mic (Yeah) |
| Murder shit, now they outta sight (Ayy) |
| Coming out the door with the light (Wassup?) |
| Always win, never lose a fight |
| Catch me swervin' in that SUV |
| Humvee army, shit green |
| Darth Vader, choppa shoot beams |
| Goyard match some Margiela jeans |
| What you trippin' over, lil' bitch? |
| (What?) |
| It’s okay, she belongs to the streets (Haha) |
| Money fat, pockets obese (Ayy) |
| Fucked your bitch, fuck the police |
| Picasso and a pink masterpiece (Ayy) |
| Had to move a different way (What?) |
| Nigga, move, get the fuck out my way |
| Cut 'em up and give 'em boosie fades |
| Nigga with a blade drip, flings (Wassup?) |
| Green target, nigga, shoot, aim (Yeah) |
| Yeah, the same shit you do ain’t a game |
| Ain’t no respawn, change of frame (Ayy) |
| Bitch, why you tryna fuck me? |
| (What?) |
| Try to fuck me for my last name (Haha) |
| Fortune, fortune, fortune, and fame (Yeah) |
| Knock you out of Earth into the space (Ayy) |
| Bitch, what the fuck you want from me? |
| (What?) |
| Shooter hidin' on top of the trees (Trees) |
| Got a lot of tricks up my sleeves |
| Smokin' gas, nigga, I can’t breathe (No) |
| Smokin' gas, nigga, I can’t see (Uh-huh) |
| Just open up my wings so I can fly |
| Real wings like a monarch (Yeah) |
| Chopper Iron Man, Tony Stark |
| Vroom vroom, nigga, push the start |
| She give me brain, I think that bitch is smart |
| She give me brain 'til I fall apart |
| So cold, heart full of dark |
| Just hit me up on my cellphone |
| I’ll pick it up in the early morning |
| Ridin' fast in a Ford |
| Hold up, pull up in a DeLorean |
| Kill a bitch and my enemies |
| Wait, nigga, we ain’t frenemies |
| Niggas snakes, but I’m venomous |
| Dangerous 'cause I’m marvelous |
| Bitch feel that Beretta vibe |
| Snipe right through that nigga eye |
| One clip, open up the door |
| Door is open, no suicide |
| Wartime, throw it on the mic |
| Murder shit, now they outta sight |
| Coming out the door with the light |
| Always win, never lose a fight |
| Catch me swervin' in that SUV |
| Humvee army, shit green |
| Darth Vader, choppa shoot beams |
| Goyard match some Margiela jeans |
| What you trippin' over, lil' bitch? |
| (What?) |
| It’s okay, she belongs to the streets (Haha) |
| Money fat, pockets obese (Ayy) |
| Fucked your bitch, fuck the police |
| Picasso and a pink masterpiece (Ayy) |
| Had to move a different way (What?) |
| Nigga, move, get the fuck out my way |
| Cut 'em up and give 'em boosie fades |
| Nigga with a blade drip, flings (Wassup?) |
| Green target, nigga, shoot, aim (Yeah) |