Supersonic Lyrics

Came in with a big piece had to make sure it was number 9

Just iced my Jesus so that bullshit don't even cross my mind

Just saw you last week, why you forcing me to miss you?

Been minding my business baby tell me what's the issue?

That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it, that's it right there

I've been blasting blasting blasting blasting past these light-years

I'm Supersonic!

I mix the gin with the tonic

Trapping harmonics

Then I go serve out the chronic

I feel like Adonis, my daddy a G if I'm honest

Or maybe I'm John Wick, fuck with my dogs then we on it

Smoking exotic, that bitch is toxic

I feel like SGawd I'm tryna Popshit

She told me her name in the club, but I forgot it

He wanna act like a thug, now you in hospice

Whip got a digital dash

I'm making lyrical cash

Hop out the plane gotta get to the cash

Making it shake so she shaking her ass

Eating so good I forgot how to fast

They all start out hating but it never lasts

This ice on me looks like the shit in my glass

We don't do no fakes and we don't fuck with rats

Rats!

Beaming!

Creeping!

What?

Let's get to the squeezing

Pussy! Now you bleeding

Came in with a big piece no Big Mac it was a number 9 (I'm supersonic)

Just saw you last week Why you forcing me to miss you (I mix the gin with the tonic)

Been minding my business baby tell me what's the issue? (Trapping harmonics)