Songtexte Hi-C - ATC Apollo

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Yuh, what, okay
What's up, huh?

Nowadays motherfuckers don't wanna fight me
Dope shit pourin' lean in my Hi-C
Froze wrist, rollin' dice, 7-Eleven ICEE
To me that's a bitch, to you it's wifey
Nowadays motherfuckers don't wanna fight me (nah)
Dope shit pourin' lean in my Hi-C (yuh)
Froze wrist, rollin' dice, 7-Eleven ICEE
To me that's a bitch, to you it's wifey

What!
Coming down gotta hydrate (water)
Walter White whippin' up them poppers da nitrates (yuh)
A dumb bitch that's what I hate (ha facts)
Off the shroom I can't think straight
Orichalcos I'll seal your fate
Diabetes I'm stackin' the cakes
Shoots at the cops I don't fuck with Jakes (boom)
Cut the grass and I'm mowin' the snakes
AP on me I'm going ape
Hold up, wait, hold up
Hype is real I'm covered in Bape
Hold up
Want war? Get smoked like vape, told ya

Nowadays motherfuckers don't wanna fight me (nah)
Dope shit pourin' lean in my Hi-C
Froze wrist, rollin' dice, 7-Eleven ICEE
To me that's a bitch, to you it's wifey (what)
Nowadays motherfuckers don't wanna fight me (nah)
Dope shit pourin' lean in my Hi-C
Froze wrist, rollin' dice, 7-Eleven ICEE
To me that's a bitch, to you it's wifey (Apollo, yuh)

On her knees that's your wifey (wifey)
Wrists be looking pricey (damn)
Shining in my white tee, chrome on chrome (du-du-du-du)
She poison need an ivy, future looking dicey (bitch)
Codeine in my iced tea (what) comatose bones (aye)
Aye
Buck 110 automatic through the lips (boom, boom)
A bitch can't snitch, mothafuckas words split (split)
I'm mothafuckin' wordsmith (smith)
Bayonet breath, catch them lurking (boom)
Pop they brains like gushers now they squirting'
Boom, boom (boom, boom, boom, boom)
Hey, what's that sound?
Bout to go crazy on a bitch, Chris Brown (slat)
Drop my balls on her face, new year countdown
Three, two, one, I K-O first round

Nowadays motherfuckers don't wanna fight me (nah)
Dope shit pourin' lean in my Hi-C
Froze wrist, rollin' dice, 7-Eleven ICEE
To me that's a bitch, to you it's wifey (what, yuh)
Nowadays motherfuckers don't wanna fight me (nah)
Dope shit pourin' lean in my Hi-C
Froze wrist, rollin' dice, 7-Eleven ICEE
To me that's a bitch, to you it's wifey
To me that's a bitch to you it's wifey
To me that's a bitch (yuh)
But that's your wifey