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winter0 - echelon lyrics
[part i]
[intro]
every time i look into your eyes i see it
you’re all i need
every time i get a bit inside i feel it
[verse]
had to become great to show these b_tches wrong
i’m one of one, they not in my echelon
switchin’ up their stories like they been fans all along
my old teachers singin’ my praises like it’s their favorite song
my ex in my requests, tryna’ reconnect
she said i won’t be sh_t, now she wanna double_check
delusions got thesе b_tches thinking that they nevеr left
some people should check how much i make ‘fore embarrasin’ themselves
if this is chess, i play it at a deeper depth
if this is fate, i’m stayin’ two steps ahead
if this is war, i’m movin’ like sun tzu said
if this is rap, i’m paintin’ pictures for the blind men
and since you can’t escape me, do i ever cross your mind?
all it takes is one flight to paris to change her life
but its winter season and i got blood in my mouth
cuz’ i wanna eat all of you mother f_ckers right now
[part ii]
[intro]
alright… these b_tches are a joke bro
we gonna tell them… tell these motherf_ckers what’s up…
you know ?
[verse]
put a gun in her mouth make her sing along
this that bipolar sh_t leave you b_tches froze
got her veins painting walls, watch the red rivers flow
cut the chords, let ’em swing like a silent song
it’s what you get when you rip the ‘boy’ from ‘ghost’
this what you get when you turn into a hoe
she f_ck the plug for an onlyfans subscription
so, how the f_ck this dumb b_tch gon’ turn into a christian what the f_ck
she in sync with the beat, when she playin’ with herself
she got more bodies than my glock or a soviet ak
she a barcode, she on promo, off the x, she on threads
take that cross off of your neck, imma’ show you how to hate
imma show you what it takes, imma show you how to pray
she a demon in the night she gettin’ exorcised today
loadin’ that extendo make a preacher lose his faith
cut her off mid_sentence, that’s a comma in her face
verse like mona lisa, y’all just scribble on the slate
pull up to your block turn your street to a parade
muzzle on they guns they ain’t built to handle flame
whippin’ in the kitchen servin’ heat like bobby flay
every track a bomb, make ’em feel that 808
my drake on lsd make ’em all hallucinate
she said she wanna ride, but i ain’t uberin’ today
got a chauffeur in the back, he gon’ take you out the way
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