Backwood Brad x Young G Ball x Thicc Criss - Cheat Code

Crazy a lil bit
Psycho a lil inch
Believe in ya self
If that's making a lil sense
Snap up out ya dreams
Like you feeling a lil pinch
Reality hit you
Like smoke up in the vent
Ain't no time to worry bout it later
The fall gon attack like gators
The hammer gon react
Like hey bruh
I ain't got time to pay up
Then I fall behind in a dark truck
Steel up in water
Ya all rust
You build from the strength
Of the bottom
You go up
Here's a cheat for ya
Turn dust
We all go through the bullshit Trying glow touch
No complaining no loud fuss
Better love it or jokes on ya
Agent G that mean grind
And we ain't t got time to rewind
Men in black and it's fine
Pull out the hammer
Make y'all decline
At Will pull the Smith
Blow ya mind
And Im picky feeling Jada
Cuz I'm prime
No translate
Just understand the line
Hesitate for too long catch a fine
Energy too high
Can't stuff in a battery
Good vibes
You can't stay mad at me
Burn a bridge
With the energy
I'm burning calories
Enough horse power
To stampede
Through Calgary
You won't over power me
Even with my guard down
The heats just on the bench
Kyle Lowery
Kill cowardly
Overbooked reservation
Why would you make me
Resort to that
On this salary
With out hesitation
Look around for me
I'm the rapper they call
When you calling in the Calvary
Point em out for me
Got an appetite
For the alchemy
Riding on horseback
Swing an axe like I'm Valkyrie
You hear the Jericho Drumm
Doesn't matter witchcraft
I choose
I'm Dexter with a pen
It's fatality
Looka
Tell Eddie Brock
To relax
Thicc Chriss
Making venom
I bond with
The track
I am a cheat code
Unlocked in the back
legion in the ward
Meet the
David Haller
Of rap

Written by:
Bradlee Patrick, Stephen Hall Jr.

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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