COMRADE ft. Fidi & Shneaky Lyrics

You a bitch you a hoe

Not shit you a joke

I been swanging on that blade

Put this shit up to ya throat

Let it go cock it back let it blow

Rearrange yo face

That's an early grave

You ain't rich you broke

Ain't shit no hope

I been toting on a poll

Know I going to let it blow

Oh no

You don't want that

You foe no friend no comrade

I just been losing my shit

Trying to get rich

I got a lady bro you got a bitch

My line in the water I steady get fish

If I gamble it all know I steady get chips

All on my wrist

That's ice

Cop me some rocks but I don't check the price

She tell me I shine like the lights in the sky

If I stop making music she said that she'll die oh well

No RuneScape they been under my spell

Hit from the back and she sing like Adele

Got me some money my pockets they swell

They say how much you making it's too much to tell bro

Gotta keep secrets demons be plotting on every weakness

Kids wanna flex all the shit that they buying but I just go cop it and never be speaking

Yuh

Leave ya man leaking For diamonds designer they fall like the season

Hit in the chest and ya boy ain't been breathing

Lead in the lungs leave ya man's steady weazing

Damn

I turn to a demon who eating the game cause the money be phat

Fuck up a beat and I got me a track

I go cop me some promo but make it all back

You a bitch you a hoe

Not shit you a joke

I been swanging on that blade

Put this shit up to ya throat

Let it go cock it back let it blow

Rearrange yo face

That's an early grave

You ain't rich you broke

Ain't shit no hope

I been toting on a poll

Know I going to let it blow

Oh no

You don't want that

You foe no friend no comrade

I just be out of your league

Do as I please

Popping and burning like I be some grease

Got me some paper I got me degrees

Know they fuck with the kid you ain't fucking with me bitch please

Change up ya tone

I fuck on that bitch but don't pick up my phone

Counting my money when I'm in my home

They gone say I'm the king but ain't give me the throne

Bitch give a dog a bone

Yeah

No lie

Pressing my patience and you going to die

Watch as he levitate up to the sky like he doing some magic his momma gone cry

Like why do they test me?

I'm dripping in water and living so fast it's like i just be riding a jet ski

I'm breaking them records I come from the North but you know I ain't talking Wayne Gretzky

You a bitch you a hoe

Not shit you a joke

I been swanging on that blade

Put this shit up to ya throat

Let it go cock it back let it blow

Rearrange yo face

That's an early grave

You ain't rich you broke

Ain't shit no hope

I been toting on a poll

Know I going to let it blow

Oh no

You don't want that

You foe no friend no comrade