Napalm Lyrics

Don't try to dilute me 100 proof got the juice you seek

Bullet proof you shoot it don't get through no you couldn't bruise the beast

Why ya whole flex on lease stop testing my blessings I'm heading directions you

That you couldn't see

Kinda fell off but I'm back on my feet tried to take my throne but I'm back in my seat

Man I ain't bragging I'm backing it up racking up hits and im stacking them bucks

Rappers wrapped up in the back of the truck

Had to pack em all up left em back at the dump

Baby got hands ain't packing no pump packing a punch for those lacking of trust

Didn't wanna gas me I'm passing em up teaching the path man I'm passing the buck

Run in your house

Putting my foot in your couch

We ain't budging

Hand to the plow

Man i gotta get it for my spouse

Ou she love me

Always keep it 1 thou

Baby keep serving them sounds oo we buzzing

Gimme more rounds

Baby gonna put em all down

Ouu we leaving broken pieces of futons

Yall been sleeping like too long

Boy I'm ringing the alarm

Y'all been feening for new dawns

Broken pieces of futons

Yall been sleeping like too long

Boy I'm ringing the alarm

What y'all want what y'all need boy I got it

Boy my stock blowing up like a rocket

Hearing y'all selling death for profit

Gotta give em what they need gotta stop it

Boy boy

I got that napalm fore I take off

You might wanna catch this wave ugh boy my ranks up

Boy boy

I got that napalm fore I take off

You might wanna catch this wave ugh boy my ranks up

I don't really pay for clout

Coming in cause a scene then I'm out

Boy I got melodies for the bounce

Boy I got remedies for the drought

Ouu my shots wet look

Need more o's on my check look

I don't need gram for the flex look

I just need bands for the nest if I don't get it still blessed

No y'all don't get it man I'm rich in love

Ain't faded by the critics no switching up

Ain't nobody quitting man i get the dub

Ain't nobody quitting too much sweat and blood

Drug through mud still came out winning

Grill still shining and my wheels still spinning

Stock still rising, still breaking all limits

Faith in the timing, God keeps me grinning

Running my race focused on running my lane

We can't slow down

Making these gains we ain't never running from pain

We take control now

Handing out fades to anybody stuck in our way

We on the road now

Directed by faith boy we do what he say

Ouu we leaving broken pieces of futons

Yall been sleeping like too long

Boy I'm ringing the alarm

Y'all been feening for new dawns

Broken pieces of futons

Yall been sleeping like too long

Boy I'm ringing the alarm

What y'all want what y'all need boy I got it

Boy my stock blowing up like a rocket

Hearing y'all selling death for profit

Gotta give em what they need gotta stop it

Boy boy

I got that napalm fore I take off

You might wanna catch this wave ugh boy my ranks up

Boy boy

I got that napalm fore I take off

You might wanna catch this wave ugh boy my ranks up