CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : BATTLE RAP
Ooh, yeah, hold up x4
Chris King
2 Percocets and I activate
I attract money, the money it gravitate
My trap is jumping from Monday to Saturday
Booming Like 4th of July
We don't f**k with the cops
And my eyes are too low when I navigate
Make a film with your b*t*h [?]
You n***as rogue and that's just what the data say
Serving this white girl I call her [?]
Stuffing this gun in the seat of a Cadillac
We clutching choppas, we don't do the battle rap
I get so high I could kick down a satellite
She give me head with no [?] imagine that
Mak Sauce
I had to cop me a 223
I done copped me a Glock but it came [?]
Chris King
2 Percocets and I activate
I attract money, the money it gravitate
My trap is jumping from Monday to Saturday
Booming Like 4th of July
We don't f**k with the cops
And my eyes are too low when I navigate
Make a film with your b*t*h [?]
You n***as rogue and that's just what the data say
Serving this white girl I call her [?]
Stuffing this gun in the seat of a Cadillac
We clutching choppas, we don't do the battle rap
I get so high I could kick down a satellite
She give me head with no [?] imagine that
Chris King
2 Percocets and I activate
I attract money, the money it gravitate
My trap is jumping from Monday to Saturday
Booming Like 4th of July
We don't f**k with the cops
And my eyes are too low when I navigate
Make a film with your b*t*h [?]
You n***as rogue and that's just what the data say
Serving this white girl I call her [?]
Stuffing this gun in the seat of a Cadillac
We clutching choppas, we don't do the battle rap
I get so high I could kick down a satellite
She give me head with no [?] imagine that
Mak Sauce
I had to cop me a 223
I done copped me a Glock but it came [?]
Chris King
2 Percocets and I activate
I attract money, the money it gravitate
My trap is jumping from Monday to Saturday
Booming Like 4th of July
We don't f**k with the cops
And my eyes are too low when I navigate
Make a film with your b*t*h [?]
You n***as rogue and that's just what the data say
Serving this white girl I call her [?]
Stuffing this gun in the seat of a Cadillac
We clutching choppas, we don't do the battle rap
I get so high I could kick down a satellite
She give me head with no [?] imagine that