Gorilla ft. Ethan K & Melen Kälē Lyrics

Boutta' go psycho with precision, no dummy

Fuck peace, V-I-O-L-E-N-T, guaranteed that

a fuckin' war's comin

Mic cord as a sword T York, never frontin', ah Laughin' now but in a year ain't shit gon' be funny

Rest in peace to the beat, then repeat, fuck around and retreat to the keys with some money

Crooked smile with my nose all bloody, still

Tryna figure out why these hoes still love me you can try a low blow, but there's layers to this tummy

No papers for the reggie, just know I'm still gunnin

For a throne, my spot at the top, I'm comin

In this game, shit, I'm far from a master

But how am I a slave if I own all my masters

You think it's too much to be askin', that they leave room for two bitches in my casket

My gang know, that my thangs loaded, I can't settle down

Even I'm afraid of my demons

so I can't let them out

Okay, okay, okay

Don't waste your time waitin' for me next to heaven's gates, they told me not to come

Yo E! Bring the motherfuckin' beat back

Kicks bounce like a motherfuckin' beanbag

Like no oil in a motor, if opportunity arise, then

a motherfucker probably gon' seize that

I got a whole lotta stress, if I break down

this weed I believe that it's really gon' relieve that

I'm in my bag, top 3 is when I'll relax

I took a break from the bars, here I am, you could say this is me in a motherfuckin relapse

Always been a big boy, never been an outkast

Rare that the account has even seen like three stacks

I'm sick with this shit, been hackin' on rappers

Need some Sprite and a pint of codeine stat

Lookin' like Neo when I po' up and I lean back Worldwide bitch, where my motherfuckin' streams at, ugh

My gang know, that my thangs loaded, I can't settle down

Even I'm afraid of my demon so I can't let them out

Okay, okay, okay

Don't waste your time waitin' for me next to heaven's gates, they told me not to come

Want beef? well I'm bringin' the heat and

I suggest that you let that simmer, yeah

Don't need a key, just FOB,

Push to start now watch, as a bimmer, giv'er

Got a bad bitch, thighs thick, but the waist slimmer

So much dough on blow I might retire my drug dealer

Sippin' a flask, simple and classic, like J Dilla Underneath the moon, I shine big stilla

Black on Black Deville, Cadillac or Kirilla

Pigment, vanilla, whole damn gorilla

I nut up in her nostril then I'm Gonzo chinchilla

If the murder was pre-meditated, guess that makes me killer

search the whole planet won't find one iller,

Won't stop until I'm backstroke swimmin' in the millas

At a villa, in the hillas, and I'm tired of not getting the credit for bein' the realest

It's York, bitch