FULLY WILD FREESTYLE 3 Lyrics

WildMob

Fully

I'm in New York we be raising the bar

Up in the valley rock like a guitar

And I'm freestyling I'm on the radar

Yea they fuck up when they put me on stage

Hop on the track and you know imma rage

I was seven when I hopped off the porch

Road to a milli yea I'm on the course

Fuck on yo bitch cut her off and divorce

I am a demon ain't got no remorse

Need me a milli don't need no Patek

Obeahman ah wuk e magic

Doing so good I be making em sick

Shut up yo mouth don't get hit wit da stick

72 Demons yea that is my clique

Kabbalah that is the black man magic

Sending them shots and you cannot dodge it

Snatching yo life Holy Shit it's tragic

Death is the only way you cannot live

He fuck around he get hit with the mac

Okay Labbaba make them demons attack

I got a shooter he smoking on crack

I got a bad bitch you know that she black

Shoot at yo belly yea shoot at yo hat

I took yo life no you won't get it back

Everyday I wake up I get a stack

I need a blicky I hit the Polack

I switch it up then a nigga get zapped

I'm with the devil yea we made a pact

That nigga talked so I he had to get clapped

I need some money now I'm doing tax

Negus be sad better give em Prozac

I turn it up nigga I get it lit

Walking on Negus like I pop a zit

Hop in the booth and I empty the clip

I'm in New York we be raising the bar

Up in the valley rock like a guitar

And I'm freestyling I'm on the radar

Yea they fuck up when they put me on stage

Hop on the track and you know imma rage

I was seven when I hopped off the porch

Road to a milli yea I'm on the course

Fuck on yo bitch cut her off and divorce

I am a demon ain't got no remorse

Need me a milli don't need no Patek

Obeahman ah wuk e magic

Doing so good I be making em sick

Shut up yo mouth don't get hit wit da stick

72 Demons yea that is my clique

Kabbalah that is the black man magic

Sending them shots and you cannot dodge it

Snatching yo life Holy Shit it's tragic

Death is the only way you cannot live

He fuck around he get hit with the mac

Okay Labbaba make them demons attack

I got a shooter he smoking on crack

I got a bad bitch you know that she black

Shoot at yo belly yea shoot at yo hat

I took yo life no you won't get it back

Everyday I wake up I get a stack

I need a blicky I hit the Polack

I switch it up then a nigga get zapped

I'm with the devil yea we made a pact

That nigga talked so I he had to get clapped

I need some money now I'm doing tax

Negus be sad better give em Prozac

I turn it up nigga I get it lit

Walking on Negus like I pop a zit

Hop in the booth and I empty the clip