Lyrics Isis - Remix - Joyner Lucas , Catra , Starringo , Lex Bratcher , Kvng Moses

One time for them praying on my downfall (yeah)
Two times for them bitches in the South Shore (whoa)
Three times for them days on the block
Gettin' chased by the cops, like a muhfuckin' outlaw
Four times for them days that were all bad (woo)
Five times for the bitches who ain't called back (yeah)
Six times for the kids like me who got ADHD just to-

Ayy, when I step in the booth, yeah, that's another hit (outta here)
Perfect attendance, they know I never miss (yeah)

I'm goin' body-for-body, I got the evidence
The way they callin' me the GOAT, I changed it to my government
Been killin' rappers since I was a jit, I fell in love with it
You put him on a track, I chew the nigga like some Dover men
Louisiana savage, you could tell the way I'm thuggin'
It would never, I can sense it's goin' down, you know I'm uppin' it, I'm tellin' you

Ayy, big dawg status, they like, "Who done let the dawg in?"
If I say we comin', you gon' have to let us all in
Treat it like the season after summer, I just fall in
Had to go to work, for this verse, I'ma call in

Put him in the dirt, it get worse? I go all in
ATM swipe, it disperse, now I'm ballin'
Gotta be first, you know me, ain't no stallin'
I'ma get to it, no weak, no pausin'

They say they slide but we Tokyo driftin'
I had to step on a couple rappers to get my position (yeah)
Ain't really wanna do it to 'em, but I made it a mission
I'm like a shelf with the disses, I put myself in the kitchen
I push start just to start the ignition
I touch hearts, this should be intermission to see me flow like this
I put to the pedal to the flow like this and take off
Rims offset, they know, train no Quavo

Rappin' like I'm out of my mind
You know they vouchin' for the kid 'cause I'm top of the line
They put them bars in a row and I'm not in a line, you know, a different type of kind
This a matter of time 'fore they see that
Takin' shots at my peep at grocery stores
Make me wanna flash out and take a soul (rrah)
Put 'em on ice like ISIS, Lord knows
But if I steal a candy bar, open doors

Una vez para los que me dudaron (ah)
Dos veces para los que me juraron (woo)
Tres para las que cuernos me pegaron
Cuatro para las que amaba, estando bajo me dejaron
Cinco veces para los que traicionaron (yeah)
Seis pa' los que de mí se aprovecharon (ah)
Siete, ocho, nueve, diez, don't care for your penitence
You can go to Hell with your right hand on the Bible

It's all about survival, killed it on arrival
Killin' all my rivals, me levanto si me caigo
No creo que haiga campo para todo lo que traigo
No hallan donde esconderse si se mete como un psycho

Circulo vicioso, but you gotta break the cycle
You can never melt these bars, I can't be recycled
Llego y dicen: "Ay, no"
Listenin' and I know
Tryna read what I wrote? This is not a typo

They gon' learn, a las buenas, a las malas
Le meto duro cuando me entra las ganas
Solo es la punta y salen embarazadas
I dealt my hand after I dealt with the problems
Whoever want 'em, you can tell 'em I got 'em
Spot 'em, drop 'em, stomp 'em, dale, vale, madre
Jaque mate y sale, padre, ¡arre, arre!
El que me debe que lo pague en sangre
Y más le vale not to opt in violence
O que en paz descanse, ah

One time for them prayin' on my downfall (yeah)
Two times for them bitches in the South Shore (whoa)
Three times for them days on the block
Gettin' chased by the cops, like a muhfuckin' outlaw
Four times for them days that were all bad (woo)
Five times for the bitches who ain't called back (yeah)
Six times for the kids like me who got ADHD just to- (huh, uh, look)

I'm puttin' you through imminent pain, and I don't give a fuck
Spittin' only rhythm and flame, and I don't get enough credit
Let it into my veins, so I can feel the stuff that warrants me to enter your brain
I'm talkin' eminent domain

I'm killin', ISIS with the fight shit
Any nigga that might diss, so decisive
Flow cold, so when I spit, it is ice chips
So dark in my mind, someone hit the light switch
I don't fuck with sexism, defendin' all my chicks

He copy me, he goin' through an identity crisis
I'm in the ring, you don't want none of this mouth, I am Tyson
But the funny thing is these other niggas out here bitin'
I'm gonna make it, I'm psychic
I keep murderin' every beat, I'm leavin' 'em all lifeless
I got more drive than a teen tryna get his license
So many naked queens runnin' 'round me, call 'em Titans

I be high as fuck so much that I'm a flight risk
I got you on my scope, I promise it's "on sight" shit
She excited, she lookin' at me dead in my iris
I make her super wet then I suck her dry like a Dyson
Tryin' to sell all my hits, but all my rhymes is priceless
Small price makes it, I'ma be in a tight fit

Tired of being broke, I've come to terms with my vices
Here on out, I am winnin'—I'm superb and decisive!
Get it? I'm super indecisive
I don't know how I'm evil when my flow is the nicest
Oh, and I sense these hoes I might fight with
When I do a show, you know I sign the fine print

Know my style's vibrant, I'm colorful
It seems, though, I'm a seagull, but see: you're just gullible
None of you add value to me, you're just nullable
My DNA is coded to be more than all you other hoes
I just want the Porsche, I can't afford it, but I'm coming close
Ready for the orbit, you can show me on the Hubble, yo
She wants me to come, so if we goin', then be subtle though
I control the order, so my homies gotta huddle, bro (woo!)

When I said I wasn't fuckin' with you, I meant that (no cap, nigga)
I was 17, everyone thought my shit's trash
Everybody side-eyed on the sidelines while I'd write lines in gym class
Bitch-ass hoping a nigga did bad

The table's turned, but I been that nigga
Make 'em- when I rip it like a skin tag, nigga
Takin' care of five kids, I needed quick cash
In fact, if you fuck with them, you get slapped, like Chris ass (ha!)

Niggas see I'm hot, but you ain't cool with me now
Bitches see I'm gettin' money, thoughts of using me
Curly hair with the jewelry
Now they bumpin' my music, when, truth be told, they didn't fool with me
Really watchin' with scrutiny (wow), nigga

Don't give me dap and a handshake
When, in past days, you wanted smoke like an ashtray
Bad days, really tryna rap with no fanbase
Now the flow nasty like a pack of fuckin' mayonnaise

And I got 'em listenin', maybe Dad'd be proud of my vision
If he found out I'm gifted, and hungry stomach sound like an engine
He'd be only interested in seein' how much I'm gettin' to see if I'ma give him out a percentage
(Fuck out here, nigga)

I don't give two fucks, hope you heard of me
College Station nigga, leave your ass needin' surgery (grrah)
Attitude been bad and it's worsenin'
If I ever give an explanation, it's a courtesy (grrah)
Family lookin' at me like I'm crazy or something (let me hold some, cuz)
Yo, what the fuck you talkin' 'bout?

Tryna get that kinda cash where you get lost tryna count it
Neighborhood worse than ISIS, I ain't walkin' without it

Joyner, these other niggas don't seem focused
They say they sick, but I breed COVID
They want it changed like they been homeless
I am him, bitch, I'm Kvng Moses
And I've risen like the streets told it, nigga

Haha, Ringo
Yeah, ha, got the rrah
Lex up
Moses!
Let's go