Текст песни KAIJU - .33 DELIRIUM

Whip sounding like a kaiju
Flaming like it was one
I'm feelin like Godzilla
Way I'm stomping if he act wrong
Clutching at these racks
That boy stupid he cant grasp none
My bro been stacking hundreds
Its six hundred at the wheel son
Rollin with the real ones hit your street
And hear that thunder
Leaving rubber like Picasso
Way I'm painting up your block
And imma ride until I'm dead
Or till I make these tires pop
And we might rock up to your situation
Make your vision stop

The way I'm dropping him
And chopping him like springs up on the V8
Bitch I'm wiping all your teammates
We ain't running back no replays
When they bodies left to cremate
Creepin down your block
With hella choppas in a brief case
Couldn't tell them boys apart they sound the same
Just like some deep fakes
Double up the sweepstakes
When I drop I drop a heatwave
Others rapper start to decay
Little faster by the replay
Think they in depths
When they knee deep
If the police try to beep me
They cant stop me they cant see me
Can you tell me what my speed read
Do 360s in the whip
Until they wipe me off the pavement
Tell that pussy boy to save it
Less he want it
Drop them like a downshift I could pop it
Bitch I recommend you drop it
And you focus on them pockets
They look hurt