New Customs by Killa-Stryder Lyrics
[Verse 1: Killa-Stryder]
The sky looks really grey
I'm wondering if i look dope in these shades
Girl can I have some fries with that shake
Let's not waste any time let's just cut to the chase
I guess I'm feeling myself like I masturbate
This is my new customs loop 'cause I'm recursive
No iterations here cause his raps are like a circuit
Cut into this girl like a surgeon
I'm active but I ain't fucking with some virgins
She got a sex drive but it might short circuit
I'm heading to the top like some turbins
No Photoshop needed I'm so picture perfect
Wondering if all this work is really worth it
If you ask me girl, I think you'd look better when you;'re shirtless
Work it out like some gymnists
This is such a crime scene wondering who did it
Raps so seasonal like the wife of Uncle Philip
I'm the new Fresh Prince so it's Will Smith who is spittin'
[Hook: Killa-Stryder]
Reaching the Impossible so whats the new mission?
I Said I'm reaching the impossible so what's the new mission?
[Verse 2: Killa-Stryder]
I'm Tom Cruising on the track
Dope lines, dope lines nah this ain't a trap
Nah I ain't finished so this ain't a wrap
Responding to these girls so I'ma snap back like my cap
I must be a mule because I'm in love with your ass
I guess I love your features like your body is a track
Let's fuck on an atlas so we're all over the map
Your body is a party too so show me where it's at
(Your body is a party too so show me where it's at)
I can't deny that I think of girls as objects
Girl don't be Shire like the home of a Hobbit
Head game so postgraduate I'm so honoured
Hip-Hop just died, wait - Yup it's a goner
My cup's runneth over I can share it with you
Don't cramp my style like your name is Lucien
Let's keep it moving like the good times
I hope you've got my back like a good spine
I ain't gonna rhyme with that cause I hope it's true
[Hook: Killa-Stryder]
[Verse 3: Killa-Stryder]
Spaced out I'm such a Lunar-
Tick this off your bucketlist
Buckle up kids 'cause you're in for a ride
New to this shit call me your tour guide
Fruits of my labour I hope they're all ripe
Watch me take flight like a pilot
I don't care what you dudes do I'm doing my own shit
Tunnel vision is what I'm seeing when I'm zoning
3D printed rappers wondering who cloned them
Down is how I slow it and up is how my niggas pour drinks
I'm so self conscious I wonder what the world thinks
World ain't fixed it has major kinks
I'm so off the chain like I broke the link
I think the good things in life are finer
Like the girl I'm currently texting I really like her
I'm so spaced like the words on this line bruh
Eyes low and red as fuck hash tag made in China
[Hook: Killa-Stryder] [x2]
[Outro: Killa-Stryder]
And that's it
Like honestly I wanted this to be like, one verse killa-serial but, you know?
Word up to Sir River though. World up to Unswagged, 96 gang - bitch
The sky looks really grey
I'm wondering if i look dope in these shades
Girl can I have some fries with that shake
Let's not waste any time let's just cut to the chase
I guess I'm feeling myself like I masturbate
This is my new customs loop 'cause I'm recursive
No iterations here cause his raps are like a circuit
Cut into this girl like a surgeon
I'm active but I ain't fucking with some virgins
She got a sex drive but it might short circuit
I'm heading to the top like some turbins
No Photoshop needed I'm so picture perfect
Wondering if all this work is really worth it
If you ask me girl, I think you'd look better when you;'re shirtless
Work it out like some gymnists
This is such a crime scene wondering who did it
Raps so seasonal like the wife of Uncle Philip
I'm the new Fresh Prince so it's Will Smith who is spittin'
[Hook: Killa-Stryder]
Reaching the Impossible so whats the new mission?
I Said I'm reaching the impossible so what's the new mission?
[Verse 2: Killa-Stryder]
I'm Tom Cruising on the track
Dope lines, dope lines nah this ain't a trap
Nah I ain't finished so this ain't a wrap
Responding to these girls so I'ma snap back like my cap
I must be a mule because I'm in love with your ass
I guess I love your features like your body is a track
Let's fuck on an atlas so we're all over the map
Your body is a party too so show me where it's at
(Your body is a party too so show me where it's at)
I can't deny that I think of girls as objects
Girl don't be Shire like the home of a Hobbit
Head game so postgraduate I'm so honoured
Hip-Hop just died, wait - Yup it's a goner
My cup's runneth over I can share it with you
Don't cramp my style like your name is Lucien
Let's keep it moving like the good times
I hope you've got my back like a good spine
I ain't gonna rhyme with that cause I hope it's true
[Hook: Killa-Stryder]
[Verse 3: Killa-Stryder]
Spaced out I'm such a Lunar-
Tick this off your bucketlist
Buckle up kids 'cause you're in for a ride
New to this shit call me your tour guide
Fruits of my labour I hope they're all ripe
Watch me take flight like a pilot
I don't care what you dudes do I'm doing my own shit
Tunnel vision is what I'm seeing when I'm zoning
3D printed rappers wondering who cloned them
Down is how I slow it and up is how my niggas pour drinks
I'm so self conscious I wonder what the world thinks
World ain't fixed it has major kinks
I'm so off the chain like I broke the link
I think the good things in life are finer
Like the girl I'm currently texting I really like her
I'm so spaced like the words on this line bruh
Eyes low and red as fuck hash tag made in China
[Hook: Killa-Stryder] [x2]
[Outro: Killa-Stryder]
And that's it
Like honestly I wanted this to be like, one verse killa-serial but, you know?
Word up to Sir River though. World up to Unswagged, 96 gang - bitch