GARMR FREESTYLE by X.O. Cash Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Look
[Verse: 1]
Sign here and take a seat, this a wolf-like funeral
No autopsy for attendance, no hoes in the studio
No distractions filling my mentions
No Manson, but I'm talking 'bout Marilyn
Monroe by exposing and dancing
Underworld, my Ruiner mansion
They shocked 'cause my life above standards
Yeah
And they can't contest when I have the advantage
I'm taking the lead and I'm stealing for second, third
'til I bring home trophies and banners
Parade on the float, aye
Raise a glass for the toast, yeah
Mix and match what you know
Double and triple my profit again
Doing more shows and still bringing them in
I'm in the back and the stadiums packed
Look at that, I'm alive and my song is a hit
Fuck all you ditto rappers in a boat
'Cause I'm sinking that shit with a missile and no
I do not co-respond to a diss, that's a miss
I'll take you alone, X.O. on my arm, aye
I'm about to be tatted
Tripping out, it's black magic
I drop in with the tactics
Infiltrate and then establish
I dissed rappers on my last shit and my first shit and my past shit
Oh bitch you fucking worried
I got them going by the masses
Obituary
[Bridge]
Look
Yeah
[Verse: 2]
I reside in a better place
No light, blood down my face
Never wash up and I stay awake
Even better yet, they all stay away
I won't be looking for brighter days
Keep my Garmr on a leash, aye
No chain, no rest, yeah
Praying not to go to sleep
Yeah, you better pray to stay on my good side
If I had one, bless the most high
Blood red with the dark side
All my new sins are a park ride
Sharks bite, my dog kills
I was walking her with my hat down
I got four eyes on the ground still
Hell's infantry is my background
Last time I met a cop car
I was cuffed behind with a pat down
They ain't find the shit I had on me
Most ain't find the shit that I black out
Metaphors for the co-eds
I got Jennifer for the Lopez
You can't afford my new shit
When I match it up with my old shit, I
Know when to drop in and take the shot
Know how to move when I change the spot
Know what to do in a situation when a situation like this carries out
I was rapping before I had a job
They were still sleeping until I arrived
Sounds like my old shit was cleverly dry
I was making beats before you could drive, yeah
Had to deliver with pride, yeah
Had to get onto the ride, yeah
I never struggle with drive, but steer to the right, yeah
Dark abyss and you can't see my face
Get away and never leave a trace
Death is coming, make that shit a race
Kill you all and end it all today
Deity
Yeah
Look
[Verse: 1]
Sign here and take a seat, this a wolf-like funeral
No autopsy for attendance, no hoes in the studio
No distractions filling my mentions
No Manson, but I'm talking 'bout Marilyn
Monroe by exposing and dancing
Underworld, my Ruiner mansion
They shocked 'cause my life above standards
Yeah
And they can't contest when I have the advantage
I'm taking the lead and I'm stealing for second, third
'til I bring home trophies and banners
Parade on the float, aye
Raise a glass for the toast, yeah
Mix and match what you know
Double and triple my profit again
Doing more shows and still bringing them in
I'm in the back and the stadiums packed
Look at that, I'm alive and my song is a hit
Fuck all you ditto rappers in a boat
'Cause I'm sinking that shit with a missile and no
I do not co-respond to a diss, that's a miss
I'll take you alone, X.O. on my arm, aye
I'm about to be tatted
Tripping out, it's black magic
I drop in with the tactics
Infiltrate and then establish
I dissed rappers on my last shit and my first shit and my past shit
Oh bitch you fucking worried
I got them going by the masses
Obituary
[Bridge]
Look
Yeah
[Verse: 2]
I reside in a better place
No light, blood down my face
Never wash up and I stay awake
Even better yet, they all stay away
I won't be looking for brighter days
Keep my Garmr on a leash, aye
No chain, no rest, yeah
Praying not to go to sleep
Yeah, you better pray to stay on my good side
If I had one, bless the most high
Blood red with the dark side
All my new sins are a park ride
Sharks bite, my dog kills
I was walking her with my hat down
I got four eyes on the ground still
Hell's infantry is my background
Last time I met a cop car
I was cuffed behind with a pat down
They ain't find the shit I had on me
Most ain't find the shit that I black out
Metaphors for the co-eds
I got Jennifer for the Lopez
You can't afford my new shit
When I match it up with my old shit, I
Know when to drop in and take the shot
Know how to move when I change the spot
Know what to do in a situation when a situation like this carries out
I was rapping before I had a job
They were still sleeping until I arrived
Sounds like my old shit was cleverly dry
I was making beats before you could drive, yeah
Had to deliver with pride, yeah
Had to get onto the ride, yeah
I never struggle with drive, but steer to the right, yeah
Dark abyss and you can't see my face
Get away and never leave a trace
Death is coming, make that shit a race
Kill you all and end it all today
Deity