Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Virus and Antidote
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
The Virus and Antidote
Songwriter
Liam Airey
Composer
Lyrics
Ayy, woah
Go, I'm saying I'ma go harder and longer with every bar spit (Go)
'Til you **** die (The Virus)
Look
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They can't even say I'm fly
I'm the pilot, the aviator (Aviator)
I'ma take it up a notch without using an escalator (Escalator)
I'm doing this shit with ease and you see it as hard labor (Hard labor)
A small favor to cater a line beside the equator
I'm far greater, I've torn down stages for all ages (Woah)
Hear my style crossover like ball players
I dress the best the in the Winter and Autumn in all layers
Thousand dollar pieces (Yeah), mixed with thousand dollar sneakers
Used to treat me like a rookie
Now I'm getting special treatment
You couldn't rap like me and it's no secret
This is just a reminder
You sound weaker
You've weakened
I'm sinking into the deep-end
You all wax, no G-Pen
I can send 'em to Heaven
Instead of letting them sneak in
I'm thinking 'bout a bag of money
You should hold your purse
Now every song the Virus puts me on
I'll have the hardest verse
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I drive a Chevrolet movie theater
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I drive a Chevrolet movie theater
Interior crocodile alligator
I drive a Chevrolet movie theater
Interior crocodile alligator
I drive a Chevrolet movie theater
Written by: Liam Airey, The Virus and Antidote