KNIGHTS OF THE ROUNDTABLE

Come fuck with the CLAN
Fuck up the digits
Run up the bands
Run up the cash, you fuck up my guap
You run me the hands
Shoot me the fade
I shoot and you lay
Snipe 'em like blade
I run the gas and then i replace
You cannot take it
Your heart be racin
Why is you pacin
Shoot you in yo eye like its Lasik
Fill you with lead, can’t erase it
Leaning like I’m in the matrix
I sold the whip, it was basic
I just pulled up in a spaceship
I’m a martian, I embrace it
Damn I’m fucked up, gotta face it
She took a L when she left, gotta face it
Thought i was dead, I’m in a better place bih
I beat the beat up myself, fuck a placement
Then i beat you up, don’t drop that location
When i pull up bitch i bet you won’t say shit
Parkinson’s, why you shaking
Come fuck with the CLAN
Fuck up the digits
Run up the bands
Run up the cash, you fuck up my guap
You run me the hands
Shoot me the fade
I shoot and you lay
Snipe 'em like blade
I run the gas and then i replace
Tell 'em i sent 'em, i fill up my venom
See me in the city, my nigga i get up
Big dog shit, can’t fit in my kennel
Big racks bitch, can’t fit in my denim
And Dominicanas wanna be my dinner
I’m an anaconda, wanna see my venom
Say she wanna fuck me with the lights on, let her
I just really hope a nigga ice don’t hit her
She sing on my mic like American Idol
She got them red bottoms on but she not Piru
Y3 and Margiela, you know just how i do
I keep them kicks in rotation like Ryu
I bring the heat like i’m Bam Adebayo
My movement be vital, your movement be idle
I’m stuck with my niggas, right hand on bible
I’m with my clique, like the link in my bio
Come fuck with the CLAN
Fuck up the digits
Run up the bands
Run up the cash, you fuck up my guap
You run me the hands
Shoot me the fade
I shoot and you lay
Snipe 'em like blade
I run the gas and then i replace