Lyrics Stalker - Lox Chatterbox , Azide , Blak Trash , J Swey

Hahah, ha, bruh, hahahahaha
The hell is so funny bro?
Azide on the beat
Azide, listen
The album is over, okay? What′s the matter?
It's time for some new fucking shit mate
Hahahaha
Everyone except xelf, can fuck off, flexgang, can fuck

Stalker on my throat (Hahah)
You know, I′m the goat (Yeah)
Pistol in his coat (Ay)
Ready for the show, Xelf
Stalker on his nose (Wha...)
Yeah he really knows (Uh)
Now it's time to go (Hahha)
Now it's time to blow, yea

You niggas ain′t steady betraying
Go like a saint, know what I′m saying
Lit in the a.m., sad in the p.m
Lit in the p.m., sad in the a.m
Life is my enemy, death is afraid of me
Catchin' a glimpse of me slippery
Music my, fashion my second skin
They call me stunner, man, I fell in love again
I been invaded, never be hating ′em
I've just been,you know I′m slaying 'em
What the fuck you mean?
It′s Azide and J swey again
Hahahahha
Stalker on my throat (Hahah)
You know, I'm the goat (Yeah)
(Ay)
Pistol in his coat (Ay)
Ready for the show, Xelf
Stalker on his nose (Wha...)
Yeah he really knows (Uh)
Now it's time to go (Hahha)
Now it′s time to blow, yeah

Gave y′all niggas 60 something verses in the year (Uh, BlakTrash)
Put the competition in some hearses,
Boy, I'm Xelfganging these millions
I just be talkin′ to myself tryna figure out what I even fucking fear
Nothing, everyday I'm stunned, money and probably double cupping
Fake nigga, duck you and your girl,
Fuckin′ man these niggas sucking ass for real,
I'm off a pill, Addy, addy, got me feeling happy
Got me goin′ hard, man I flow nasty,
I'm with two broads and they too chatty
I'ma hit ′n dip, real nigga shit,
I′m schooling, niggas need a scholarship

Stalker on my throat (Hahah)
You know, I'm the goat (Yeah)
(Ay)
Pistol in his coat (Ay)
Ready for the show, Xelf
Stalker on his nose (Wha...)
Yeah he really knows (Uh)
Now it′s time to go (Hahha)
Now it's time to blow, yeah

Yeah, uh
Now it′s time, follow the signs
I'll show you places you never could find
Different design
They hit in my line
′Cause I'll take the candy and dip it in grime
'Cause I′ll take the candy and dip it in grime
Casting the shadow ahead of my time
I get them chills, brr, I get them chills, feeling
Dipping my candy, I′m sicker than Xannies
Mainly that's why they don′t understand me
Still all of you bitches stare at me
And now I be hitting the back, I'm too high for this shit

Stalker on my throat (Hahah)
You know, I′m the goat (Yeah)
Pistol in his coat (Ay)
Ready for the show
Stalker on his nose, (Wha...)
Yeah he really knows (Uh)
Now it's time to go, (Hahha)
Now it′s time to blow, yeah