CULT (feat. SAINT LYOR, Luke Bar$, Invada & FELIX!)

SAINT LYOR:

I did sum I’m not proud of

I got traits I’m not Fond of I’m still me this shit get real deep

Yes this is a cult

I gotta make sure feel me

Gotta ego that can’t kill me yea

I could make the floor lava when I need to yea

I could make a bitch fetch when I need to yea

I could make my wrist wet when I need to yea

All them **** fake all them **** see through yea

FELIX!:

How how many bottles, fill that shit up to the brim

How how many models

Can we fit in Moses benz

Uh ohh

Add it up, whos that man in the mirror

Stack it up and make it stand, probably hit a chandelier

Let’s be honest for real fr

Doubted me so

How can i be modest for real

Strategizing

Like i went to Harvard for real

I can never stop cause i want some Raris for real

Gotta be part of my deal

I’m the Talk of my town

Honestly

It scarred me

I’m cautious right now

Walk with me

Talk, but I’m uncounscious

right now

Ah shit, I’m poppin,

cant stop yet right now

Got a lot options right now

Luke Bar$:

Came up from the block

To the top,

Money man

My **** sell rerock,

Stupid **** caught,

Diddy bopper.

Talking to the cops

Got a target on his top.

Why you do that?

Blicky? Better that shoot that?

Heard it got kick back.

Type to make him get back

Get back get back.

**** Get back

On the block like kick stand.

Feel like Lupe.

Can I kick it?

They been trying to box me I’ve been breaking limit.

All these **** talking tryna kill a **** spirit.

All these **** talking they got enough pay me.

Get a crib in Haiti, cuz america they hate me.

Ion vote for presidents unless that **** deady.

They the only **** that can take care of my family.

Aunty in the celly, call my phone like boy come get me

Feds been talking photos, all my **** photogenic.

They been Water whipping,

Whipping whipping,

Kylie Jenner.

Invada:

Bitch I came out the womb, locked in

She burnin sage in her room she say I be toxic

we just landed out in London

E gon get get us locked cause he like to move wit a chopstick

Draco on em turn a **** noggin into pasta

Dior denim got me flossin

Me and my lil **** way out in Gotham and we movin like we batman and robin

When she wit her squad shoutout to Jim

Jones **** dat be da byrdgang

I’m getting groovy on em like a **** auditioned for soul train, bitch I’m a stunna like birdman

straight pain on a **** that act like he fuckin wit we

we in the middle of the spot, she got hands right under my tee

u pausing I’m playing my life be a movie

if ya pockets be eternal ATAKE Em like uzi

**** steady be forgettin who run it, who gave deez **** a roofie?

no I ain’t smokin no loosie, clappin u right in ya kufi, I’m in da hills wit a big booty judy, she gettin stupid, and dis shit all

Started wit a looseleaf

Wrap

Jazz Cartier:

Yeah

I just did something I’m not proud of

These shoes on me money

My pants they be Prada

Bitch I black like Wesley

Got my New Jack on

And my bitch a dyke

She roll with 2 strap ons

Open up the cut when I be in it

Dope dick run up for some head and then I finish

Too tapped

I can get your bitch with just a bird call

I can get your bitch to get this work off

Man Whose mans is this?

Now I’m on a mission

Gotta take this shit to NASA

Please don’t say you love me

I might treat you like my last one

Up it on em

He try to pull a fast one

Now I made it flip flip flip

This ain’t NASCAR

Man I’ve been a monster out the wound

That’s on my momma coochie

And I be skating on these hoes like

Kristi Yamaguchi

Cuzzi n VB me you don’t know naan ****

We fucking up yo plans ****

Don’t dap you with no hand ****