Lyrics: Bizzy Bone: Carbon Monoxide: Carbon Monoxide (Shmurda)
Children does anyone know what rhymes with ego? (Migos-Migos-Migos) A billion streams on Vevo bringin’ about as much chips as you can get in a quarter bag of Doritos.
B-G, I’m a knockie fan
I hit you with one of these combinations
Have you goin’ through complications
And then I do my Tekashi dance
Shmurda was the case that they gave me
Dear God it’s me and little Layzie
We was robbin’ niggas without no father figures
And that’s the way that Wish got shot by Krayzie
It’s karma niggas
I put you in garage mode
Mobster the shots fly
These niggas don’t want no shmoke
I give ’em carbon monoxide
Let me hit you with this Lox line
Pac sign
No one can do it better
That’s a Doc rhyme
Crush your windpipe
Slice you in doxprime
That’s over your head
Ask your wife
This precious metal
Hit her with this lead pipe
Smile bitch
You livin’ your best life
Or teeth
Let me be brief
Before my dick speak
Socks on
Break your iPhone
So I could go to sleep
Load the clip
Pop it in
Cock it back
Ride around the block
These niggas call me O.G
Bitch you as old as me
Lightspeed
I-G
Trolls they don’t like me
So I scroll through they page
Take Cliff Notes
And give ’em that Chris Lightly
Come down off the ledge! Talk to me, Chris! Don’t jump! Don’t-N0-No!
You little niggas don’t know who y’all fuckin’ with (Fuckin’ with). Oh, it’s on.
Shmurda was the case that they gave me (They gave me…)
Shmurda was the case that they gave me (They gave me…)
Battle rap
I’m the answer
I’m blacker than Jack Panda
It’s magic ’cause I’m a savage that’s twenty-one
Goddamn I’m a fuckin’ gun
Public enemy number one
I’m lawless
Word to Flesh-N-Bone
Let’s get canarvorous
The AK-47 with the cartridges
Banana spit
Split personalities
Both reflections
My third eye is a narcissist
The pen dipped in black void
Wi-Fi for y’all bitch
I’m rappin’ with my eyes closed
‘Cause I don’t need my consciousness
Triple meanings
I crafted it
Mastered it
After this
Plaster this all over the visual adages
Imagine if the Gram was only a portion of the passages
And then if you look at the two
See the move
Infinite math bitch
Oooh
Stop-stop the track. Let me talk to these niggas. Let me talk to these niggas.
Cause dash
Ion the smash list
This before the pit
I speak to Kim as a mastiff
Right before the movie
Make me classless to the masses
I gotta tell my daughters that your ass ain’t your access
My people seen the lowest of the evils
I got a secret
Every dog scared of mama
Who mama
Mama Madea
Cock-ca-cock-ca-cock back and Sharqisha
Smell it
Reverse the science and body it
Make it ether
Time’s up
Time count
Déjà vu
I’m in effect
Just a fixation
Call me J Newt
Oliver Beck
Shmurda was the case that they gave me (They gave me…)
Shmurda was the case that they gave me (They gave me…)
Shmurda was the case that they gave me (They gave me…)
Shmurda was the case that they gave me (They gave me…)
Shmurda was the case that they gave me (They gave me…)