Fifty Fifty by Children of Lir Lyrics
[Verse:1 Menthiesel]
Got a Beretta
Helps me finish a vendetta
Don’t want your feelings
Cause Menthiesel’s feeling better,better
Got a dilemma, (Hmm)
Text a couple girlies
But I’m riding a Carrera, (Skrrrt)
I’m a hell raiser, (Raise it)
And I ain’t even had breakfast
Alpen Swiss like a Taggy, (Swiss)
I’m keeping track of my checklist
Put your pen where the verse is, (You won’t)
Trust me, you won’t go versus, (You won’t)
Like the flower, your a pansy
Put your mouth where your purse is, (You broke)
And that chica gave me handy
Hair was pink, cotton candy, (Sweet)
She said “Hi, my name’s Katrina”
I said “Nah, you’re names Mandy
When I’m outside, cats and dogs, (Ruff)
Search for the kings who are reigning, (Kings)
Couple Calicos, turn into opps
Now what is you gaining?
You crazy? (Dumbo)
We got shooters in two continents, (O.T.F)
Talk of trying
You’ll be feeling up the consequence, (Only death)
Prada
Is solely what your thottie wears, (Thot)
Cause bro you act the simp
She gives a kiss
You buy her pairs, (Oh)
Ha
All of our girls wear Versace
Pay for it themselves
Never been inside an Apache, (Never)
On that cailín diet
Eat gold truffle drink Brodina
Got a recipe off one of them
I think her name was Nina
See we’ll blow up
And you’ll think that we’re the Taliban, (That’s false)
But nah, I’m talking music
Tennessee to Pakistan, (Worldwide)
Touch us
And you might get touched
Being honest
You’ll probably get crushed
We got Lizzo on an orbital
Turn you into paste, (Powder)
When we open up the bodybag
Cremation is a waste
Getting money quick, (Lightning)
Turning quartz into diamond, (Ice)
Not talking watches
It’s whole panes that we’re refining
In a sea of drip, (Drip)
We switched the flow up like Poseidon, (Spongebob)
Movement like a tidal wave
Now where would you be hiding? (Where?)
Hopping on to siege
With the boys, we got the gats, (Gats)
Find out where you is
Then we shoot you where you at. (Ba,ba,ba,ba,ba,ba)
[Verse 2: Westwood Menace]
We’ve arrived to monopolise
This scene goin’ uncolonised
With nothin’ but our two hands tied
Behind our spines on the side lines
Where we no longer reside by
My hip that 45, pressure building, what’s the psi?
We’ve come to fuck this game up
That rise’s gonna be abrupt
The only way we know is up
The rungs that aren’t there for us
Of ladders left from bone to dust
Chased by shadows formed from past distrust
There’s a trade for the few personalities that are counterfeit
Don’t take it personally, it’s hard to admit
The snake oil business booming and heard that shit’s legit
Just saying, shit’s got you the split
Your bitch want the Prada
But she don’t wanna be alone
We’re on route Valhalla
With nothin’ to atone
Y’all got demons
Not to mention, fuckin’ two toned
Got 50 50 etched in stone
With whisky waves le Corleone
Got a Beretta
Helps me finish a vendetta
Don’t want your feelings
Cause Menthiesel’s feeling better,better
Got a dilemma, (Hmm)
Text a couple girlies
But I’m riding a Carrera, (Skrrrt)
I’m a hell raiser, (Raise it)
And I ain’t even had breakfast
Alpen Swiss like a Taggy, (Swiss)
I’m keeping track of my checklist
Put your pen where the verse is, (You won’t)
Trust me, you won’t go versus, (You won’t)
Like the flower, your a pansy
Put your mouth where your purse is, (You broke)
And that chica gave me handy
Hair was pink, cotton candy, (Sweet)
She said “Hi, my name’s Katrina”
I said “Nah, you’re names Mandy
When I’m outside, cats and dogs, (Ruff)
Search for the kings who are reigning, (Kings)
Couple Calicos, turn into opps
Now what is you gaining?
You crazy? (Dumbo)
We got shooters in two continents, (O.T.F)
Talk of trying
You’ll be feeling up the consequence, (Only death)
Prada
Is solely what your thottie wears, (Thot)
Cause bro you act the simp
She gives a kiss
You buy her pairs, (Oh)
Ha
All of our girls wear Versace
Pay for it themselves
Never been inside an Apache, (Never)
On that cailín diet
Eat gold truffle drink Brodina
Got a recipe off one of them
I think her name was Nina
See we’ll blow up
And you’ll think that we’re the Taliban, (That’s false)
But nah, I’m talking music
Tennessee to Pakistan, (Worldwide)
Touch us
And you might get touched
Being honest
You’ll probably get crushed
We got Lizzo on an orbital
Turn you into paste, (Powder)
When we open up the bodybag
Cremation is a waste
Getting money quick, (Lightning)
Turning quartz into diamond, (Ice)
Not talking watches
It’s whole panes that we’re refining
In a sea of drip, (Drip)
We switched the flow up like Poseidon, (Spongebob)
Movement like a tidal wave
Now where would you be hiding? (Where?)
Hopping on to siege
With the boys, we got the gats, (Gats)
Find out where you is
Then we shoot you where you at. (Ba,ba,ba,ba,ba,ba)
[Verse 2: Westwood Menace]
We’ve arrived to monopolise
This scene goin’ uncolonised
With nothin’ but our two hands tied
Behind our spines on the side lines
Where we no longer reside by
My hip that 45, pressure building, what’s the psi?
We’ve come to fuck this game up
That rise’s gonna be abrupt
The only way we know is up
The rungs that aren’t there for us
Of ladders left from bone to dust
Chased by shadows formed from past distrust
There’s a trade for the few personalities that are counterfeit
Don’t take it personally, it’s hard to admit
The snake oil business booming and heard that shit’s legit
Just saying, shit’s got you the split
Your bitch want the Prada
But she don’t wanna be alone
We’re on route Valhalla
With nothin’ to atone
Y’all got demons
Not to mention, fuckin’ two toned
Got 50 50 etched in stone
With whisky waves le Corleone