Lyrics Insomnia - Zotiyac

Insomnia

Fuck around wit' my clique, get wet
Bust a round out my stick, bitch duck
Fuck around wit' my clique, get wet
Bust a round out my stick, bitch duck
Step in the cross, bitch I get off once you off in the scope, nigga
Fuck all that talk, I converse wit' the walls 'cause I can’t fuck wit' yall
All these niggas too soft, make 'em shit in his drawls
And I’m pissin' 'em off, destined to ball
I could never be less than a fuckin' assassin
The youngest attraction, a youngin' been spazzin'
I work for this shit, fuck you thought was gon' happen?
Hundred rounds that might split his neck
Up and down, through these streets I walk
You fuckin' clowns, it might rip through vests
The bodies down they come wit' that chalk
Finger fuck 'til that clit get wet
Then smash yo bitch 'till my dick get soft
You thinkin' what?
I won’t live through this?
Its Daddy Death so fuck what you thought
Flexing tough with my froze on wrist
We testin' up, I’m like «Hold on» bitch
Posted up, we can’t post no pic
Feds pull up, but I don’t know shit
Face the clique and yo throat get slit
The trigger itch, I might blow full quick
Hit a lick, we hear popo, dip
Hit the quick, 'cause I ain’t know no bitch
One-eight-seven, yuh
Fuck counting up blessings, I’m counting my sins
It’s too many questions, I’m never collected
I rather reject it, that shit ain’t effective
Fuck going to heaven, yuh
I know what I’m destined for, it is my leisure
My dogs they gon' snatch off yo' necklace
They see it, the golden retriever send rent
They gon' catch it
Knock off yo top and then knock you off topic
A trip to the tropics, 'cause bitch I’m too hot
If I overheat most will be cooked if they close to me
Niggas straight pussy get stomped in they ovaries
Overly odd, and I’m even the prophet you first to take L’s
Nigga, look at the logic
And I take the dubs they just watch while I wash it
Can’t fuck with the flock if you scared of the meaning
A murder the verdict, don’t matter divergent
You dyin' a virgin, I’m dive in yo person
I dig in her purse to go make me a purchase
I did it on purpose, the bitch is still worthless
She think can lean on me, bitch have some decency
Lead me on you must be drunk, hoe
Throw her in the whip, 'cause she finna get flipped
If you flip force a fit in the trunk, hoe
We run a train on yo mistress wit' quickness, and tie her ass down with a
blindfold
The thot is on track, if she offer the throat then we let her come off of the
railroad
This shit ain’t no game, I might load up
A round on his top, like a 'fro cut
The preacher be pissed, I’m atrocious
He say I need help I’m like «No shit», ugh
So constant wit' casualties, RIP shirts, yo hood look like a gallery, ugh
He charged me up, so I brought out the bat, and they charged me wit battery, ugh
I could put a hole in the ozone, then fight the stars like my first name was
gravity, ugh
Too fatal when focused, it’s weight on my shoulders, I’m watchin' my calories,
ugh
Niggas been sleepin', I’m hopin' by now that these niggas done woke up, ah
You hear the shit that I’m droppin', it won’t be too long 'fore I blow up, ah
Niggas been sleepin', I’m hopin' by now that these niggas done woke up
You hear the shit that I’m droppin', it won’t be too long fore I blow up, bitch
Midnight society, Crowlife
To the death of me, OSC, yah