Calm After The Storm

Intro Yo it's the calm before the storm Yo uh uh uh uh let’s go Yo yo uh uh uh uh let’s go Hook Yo we got these motherfuckers here jumpin’ for somethin’ Got these motherfuckerts here jumpin’ for somethin’ Got these motherfuckerts here jumpin’ for somethin’ Got these motherfuckerts here jumpin’ for Yo we got these motherfuckers here jumpin’ for somethin’ Got thеse motherfuckerts hеre jumpin’ for somethin’ Got these motherfuckerts here jumpin’ for somethin’ Got these motherfuckerts here jumpin’ for somethin’ Verse 1 Yo reached out to my homeboy Ominous I’m promising we here to bring dominance Astonishing your mind still pondering You couldn’t fuck with me that’s just common sense huh We here to take all the titles We evolving keep solving begone to rivals huh Eradicate all just like you a new call Until the money be tall as effiels Yo ain’t here to waste dumb time A mercenary merchant heavy on the front lines building While you doing coke lines, we steady taking aim it’s just our kind of healing A real spitter your spill is up Too much for you nigga couldn’t deal with us Drama free, why you wanna squeal and fuss Fuck with a lyricist and will get crushed damn Hook Yo we got these motherfuckers here jumpin’ for somethin’ Got these motherfuckerts here jumpin’ for somethin’ Got these motherfuckerts here jumpin’ for somethin’ Got these motherfuckerts here jumpin’ for Yo we got these motherfuckers here jumpin’ for somethin’ Got these motherfuckerts here jumpin’ for somethin’ Got these motherfuckerts here jumpin’ for somethin’ Got these motherfuckerts here jumpin’ for somethin’ Verse 2 Jumpin' for somethin' I been getting to the fuckin money Thumbing through the hunnids AR make em flip like a onion I’m comin for the title all these rappers I’ma hunt em Gut em ER got to rush them Quit all the fronting I can tell a pussy when a pussy start bluffing I'ma bring the smoke to your mouth like you puffin Skull crushing, clip busting no discussion Got that AK-47 like I’m Russian I'ma let the bullets fly till there's nothing Hotter than your mama's pie in the oven When they see me with that fire boy you running Posted with my goons and u know they gunning Got too many poles I ain’t even plumbing With the sticks and rounds like I’m high school drumming