hysteric versuri

hysteric lyrics by faithluna

Verse
Get 3.5 need two— get 3.5 need two
Get— get geeked, my lips turn blue
Block hot like I’m Bobby, turn around he shoot
In a trap, I ain’t letting her through
Said „Luna, I’m calling you Lu” (I’m calling you Lu)
Hit on the vest aiming at you
Hit on the— hit on the vest like it bulletproof
Don’t hit my DM
How shordy woke up by the pm (Am to the pm)
Said I’ma flip it, I’ma need like 3 bands
She be offing her clothes, stop teasing (Please stop teasing)
Them AF1’s you creasing
Pack ganja in the deep end
I be in Quezon, with the Rick
Bitch with no lace on, called him a beeh?
Like that is my day one
In Asia, lil bitch, I kill it (Yes, I kill it)
With the wock, just makе sure not to spill it (Oh yeah)
BBQ, we gonе go head and grill him
That boy walk like a lick, make sure no one steal em
With my words you can’t even feel them
I miss my pack, I need me my dealer
That bald ass like Krillin
Wanna talk shit, lets go head and kill ‘em
She said I dress so nicely
No Glock, just box like I’m Bruce Lee
Pop balloon yeah she choose me (Yeah, choose me, yeah)
Woah, say she choose me (Yeah, choose me, yeah)
Show off like a car meet
Bitch got fatass like Chun-Li
You interfere, wanna run on me
Hyst— Hysteric on the muhfuckin’ teeOutro
Hysteric on the muhfuckin’ tee (Lets go)
Hysteric on the muhfuckin’ tee
Hysteric on the muhfuckin’ tee (Lets go)
Hysteric on the muhfuckin’ t—