Alien ft. JusDrew Lyrics

Ayy, Honcho got the sauce

Yop, Yop,

Just some punch wizard shit bitch, you know what the fuck goin' on

I went flyin' down the block, Ricky Bobby JusDrew

Gettin' money, tricky hobby, take a risk and bust move

When the situation's sticky, I'll be damned to trust you

He done froze, a chilly body, scary bitch, get up through

I know 6'6 blockers, all six got six choppers

Like I'm sittin' on a toilet, spittin', it ain't shit stoppin

Bro cracking taxing headies, officially quick-woppin

Sped punchin', swingin', tweakin', lil' buddy be lit boxin'

How the fuck the punch wizard pop up with a feat from Punchmade

"Great blessings come to good people", that's what Unc say

Livin' proper, havin' balance, bitch, that's Feng Shui

You ever said some shit so damn fire your tongue blaze?

Drew could damn near be a dragon, spit fire and fly past em'

I don't really do the bragging, sit silent and slide nasty

Came to all black whip with bowtie, I ride classy

Talk my shit in the face of death so I could die spazzing

Go and put some money in your hand and you still won't grab it

It's like you like losin', you don't take no action

I just sold a trash ass eighth out of a Runtz baggy

The way I'm livin' life up on the edge, I'm finna toe-tap it

You a Mr. Know-It-All who lost the fun factor

Yo life cheap just like a Tubi movie, you a broke actor

Once I'm at the top, ain't comin' down, you off the ropes rappin'

Inspect the Zaza with flashlight, put me on Go-Go Gadget

Once a hoe, always a hoe, that shit stuck within her

If he ain't got the payment for the verse, I don't got none to give him

Can't put an M before the otion, so he cried a river

The bag the label comin' with too short, couldn't even sign a midget

I ain't worried about your number, I'm tryin' double digits

The way I'm comin' stupid as to fuck, I'm goin' dumb, dumb with it

Been steady running to that bag, gon' Forest Gump to get it

Put a wall between when shit ain't workin', I'm Trumpin', bitches

Fresh ones ain't even got a crease and I'm stompin' in them

You ain't never gon' see that pape, how you front the middle?

Bitch playin' them games thinkin' I like it, but I don't fuck with riddles

I'm high as fuck, just smoked some field trip, I think I seen Ms. Frizzle