[Chorus: Lil Cargon]
Send the seller to the dimension
I use the job as a redemption
I don’t get drafts as a projection
Killing no use without a intersection
There no steppin’
No learnin’ lesson
I’m burnin’ connections
You swervin’ a muscle flexin’
[Verse 1: Lil Cargon]
Redeem a code in no way of knowin’
You had a nozzle dissed on Matel open
Ragin’ a lot that you pissed the promotion
Usin’ a huge cannon blaster which made your ass broken
It ain’t safe, but there’s protection
I fucked up the whole election
No type of prescription
Subscribe to YouTube, I need more subscriptions
Has a eviction
Landlord’s a doofus
I had to loot us
The lane wanna move us
No fuckin’ way to deduce us
Fragile like glass but strong
Crashin’ the skyscraper like King Kong
I’ma hunt ya at dawn
You’s a bitch pawn, lil niggard like Papa Johns
[Chorus: Lil Cargon]
Send the seller to the dimension
I use the job as a redemption
I don’t get drafts as a projection
Killin’ no use without a intersection
There no steppin’
No learnin’ lesson
I’m burnin’ connections
You swervin’ a muscle flexin’
[Verse 2: Roid]
Save it for the show, nigga
I’ma use an overdose liver
I am pale but dark ghost shizzer
Hate to leave, but it’s goddamn post river
Use a peasant
For a infection
Plague arriving, your hoe best in
Usin’ Facebook, and deliverin’ a message
You cause a headache
I never be a medic
Your talents so mothafuckin’ pathetic
Don’t fuckin’ regret it
Sharp tooth of a pet Megaladon
I’ma shoot at a performance, just a ménage
Fuck the spa, they know no massage
I have a thousand shooters in a garage
[Chorus: Lil Cargon]
Send the seller to the dimension
I use the job as a redemption
I don’t get drafts as a projection
Killin’ no use without a intersection
There no steppin’
No learnin’ lesson
I’m burnin’ connections
You swervin’ a muscle flexin’
[Verse 3: Lil Cargon]
Knife struck the noob, like a knockout
I would be jailed, but I got out
Even if Warden Gordon had fought out
No choppers had me locked up
Live your life in depression
I know your first impressions
I’ll use a flute and a thermometer as weapons
I had to trade that godly for a legend
I’d be thriftin’
At TS, not television
I’d be a pope if I was Christian
I just made it to the addition
In my Space Coupe of saunas
Fuck the coppers, and the poppers, and the shocker
Smokin’ tobacco on a tube with a chomper
Take a future chopper, and half-piranha, like Futurama
In Wakanda, like Obama, and my comma, in Flip O'Rama
Tattletail and Mama, in pajamas, KD cut by a katana
[Chorus: Lil Cargon]
Send the seller to the dimension
I use the job as a redemption
I don’t get drafts as a projection
Killin’ no use without a intersection
There no steppin’
No learnin’ lesson
I’m burnin’ connections
You swervin’ a muscle flexin’
[Verse 4: k33l]
Fred in the phone for my fuckin’ retainer
Used a rubber pack as a container
Heard of that red-haired gamer
He might be subscribed to the mayor
Just a correction
Don’t use the detection
I snuck to the kitchen
I roasted a corpse and chicken
I’m the damn concession
Better listen
Pay attention
You’ll promise to never pop a stiction
My little stupid subjective
Is rated Restricted
I use my hater’s foot as a collective
Even if his eye color is tinted
It’s just what a nigga suggested
I’m goddamn handsome and fitted
Poontang revist tweaked the settings
Explode the Walking Dead tombs for living
[Chorus: Lil Cargon]
Send the seller to the dimension
I use the job as a redemption
I don’t get drafts as a projection
Killin’ no use without a intersection
There no steppin’
No learnin’ lesson
I’m burnin’ connections
You swervin’ a muscle flexin’
