360° / Let Go ft. Klichè Lyrics

Fuck the fades, bitch, we bringing blades to the mosh pit

Brother got the chopper if a nigga wanna talk shit

Bitch, we swinging guitars right to your fucking head

Only straight chaos in the pit, fuck a fed

I just wanna see they bodies on the ground, all red

Tanjiro, nigga, got the blade to your fucking neck

Make your family wonder who the fuck I'm gonna slaughter next

Bitch, I got anxiety and that's just how I deal with stress

I come alive in the night, I'm searching for a Vampress

I feel up on her thigh, then I feel up on her fucking breast

She feel up on my body, then she bite up on my fucking neck

Pull up to the masquerade then we let the blood shed

Ssssssss

Can you hear the snakes

Yeah, don't let them slither on you, all that venom it might make you faint

Okay, like, why the fuck I been fighting my mental like it's MMA

I rub my hands and do a smile on the way to the bank

Okay, like, it ain't safe

Why the fuck I wake up making hits today

I'm talking hot spicy flame on the beat, might need some Colgate

I'm talking real shit

No RP, no role-play

I heard you signed your life away and went and spent it on a chain

Fuck Nigga

Rage is all I've ever known

I'm bringing Niggas to the tomb

I said I'm going toe to toe with these fuck niggas

I ain't going back to back with no fuck niggas

Said I'm boutta get these racks on these fuck niggas

Said we moshing around like everyday

Said we slashing around with machetes

Man, that nigga want smoke so I put him in my spliff

Hiding all these bodies, yeah, it gets exhausting

Fuck

Yeah, take a basic bitch do not turn her up

Yeah, I'm out with your bitch and you caught me tough

I put these niggas in my blunt then I spark it up

I clearly do not give a fuck

Okay, like fuck a bean

My music give you chills

This is for all the fiends

I'm on planet Sheen with a white chocolate she sing like Brenda Lee

You ain't no fan of me, as soon as I get on you niggas dead to me

I just heard the new single you just dropping it put me to

Now I'm in her sheets

Nigga want static, he a ham, can't take the beef

Woah

Pause

Like we playing the game

Nigga switching up on the crew, he so fucking lame

Now we mobbing in the streets shooting at his fucking brain

Riding through your hood with Krusader's in the fucking tanks

You can keep your money all my niggas robbing fucking banks

And while we do it, yeah, we smoke a pound of some fucking dank

Ooooh

Get the fuck about my way

Recruiting some new troops for the Krusades

My new hobby getting paid

Yeah, I really hope I'm keeping up the pace

I'm trying to blow your eardrums with this tape

You know it's going down

What the fuck you think you doing walking around my town

I feel like King Coz I'm 'bout to let it all out

Okay, these niggas know I do my thing

Might not pick up when I hear you ring

I said I'm doing circles 'round these Niggas like a fucking Krispy Kreme

She shaking in circles, doing 360 flips and back and get all on me

Spent little shawty block, now her ex nigga hate on me

She does circles on my-, but fuck now I just want her to leave

Oh

Now I'm holding on to all our memories

Babe, come join my side, come keep me company

And I won't let go, I'll keep you close

And I won't let go, keep holding on

Ooh, keep holding on

Oooh, oooooooh

I noticed that you can't come to me

I noticed that you've been stalling on me

Can you let me know if it's something that I can do?

Baby, anything just to make you comfortable

Damn, I hate to see you with them other dudes

You riding around town with that nigga fuck him boo

Damn I'm really getting hate for you too

Oooooo, getting hate for you

Now I'm letting go

I'm letting go

I'm letting go

Now I'm letting go

I'm letting go

Now I'm letting go

I'm letting go

I'm letting go

Of you

For you

It's so easy to fucking run away for me

I'd be lying if I didn't say it hurted me