Soma Coma (feat. Shotty Horroh)

Hey

Like wha?

Aye, aye

Gold teeth, and these skinny jeans

Multi-syllable soliloquies

Light the street up like it's Billie Jean

Bring it to your door, trick or treat

It's the freak show, tickets please

Take a seat close, listen D

Bring a kilo, of that sticky weed

We got free coals, and the liquor's cheap

It's a house party, Kid 'n Play

The world's my house, I don't even play

With ya B.I.G, like Diddy's mate

While I'm VIP, you best give me (Bass)

Tell a bitch wake up smell a coffee bean

Get your own style you ain't tryin to copy me (Why?)

The GOAT, the greatest, there's no debatin' hold the hatred

(Everybody)

(Yeah!)

Feelin' like I could just cut off the head of a dragon and hold it above ya's

No one can touch us, this ain't an open discussion

All of my soldiers are comin' and those men can flow like it's nothin'

Show us opponents is somethin' that mean that you know that I've done it

Hey!

Ba-bow!

You pussy, I got a team and it feel like rugby

I work hard, I've never been lucky

I got screws loose, please, don't push me

'Cause way down this shit can ugly

I do far more

In the street like hardcore parkour

Star war when this shit goes down for

I feel like that more from Star Wars

A little mate of a Kylo Ren, Boba Fett, swear I got no respect (No respect!)

Someone gonna get a broken neck

Body slam like drop like Hogan's best

I'm so Conor McGregor

(Like this)

Hope you got off love

'Cause I can't cum fast

Chop and screw the flow

Muscle relaxer

It's that Soma Coma

Rollin' of the back

Last thing she said she saw was my eyes rollin' backwards

Hey

Like wha?

No respect