CULT Lyrics
CULT - Van Buren Records/AzizTheShake/Jazz Cartier/Saint Lyor/FELIX!/Invada/Luke Bar$
Lyrics by：Etinosa Emmanual Okunbo/Jahmarie Adams/Luke Janvier/Ricky Felix/Ethan Durandis/Roobyns Felix
Composed by：Abdul Aziz Dieng
I did sum I'm not proud of
I got traits I'm not fond of I'm still me
This s**t get real deep
Yes this is a cult
I gotta make sure y'all feel me
Gotta ego that can't kill me yea
I could make the floor lava when I need to yea
I could make my b***h fetch when I need to yea
I could make my wrist wet when I need to yea
All them n***as fake all them n***as see through yea
How many bottles fill that s**t up to the brim
How how many models can we fit in Moses benz
Uh ohh
Add it up and that man up in the mirror
Stack it up make it stand probably hit a chandelier
Let's be honest for real
Doubted me so
Can I be modest for real
Strategizing
Like I went to Harvard for real
I can never stop 'cause
I want some Raris for real
Gotta be part of my deal
I'm the talk of my town
Honestly it scarred me
I'm cautious right now
Walk with me and talk but I'm unconscious right now
Ah s**t I'm poppin can't stop yet right now
Got a lot options right now yeah
I did sum I'm not proud of
Got traits I'm not fond of I'm still me
This s**t get real deep
Yes this is a cult
I gotta make sure y'all feel me
Gotta ego that can't kill me yea
I could make the floor lava when I need to yea
I could make my b***h fetch when I need to yea
I could make my wrist wet when I need to yea
All them n***as fake all them n***as see through yea
Yeah came up from the block to the top
Oh yeah money man
My n***a sell rerock
Stupid n***a caught diddy bopper
Talking to the cops
Got a target on his top
Why you do that ehh
Blicky better shoot that ehh
Heard it got a kick back ehh
Time to make him
Get back get back get back
N***a get back
On the block like kick stand feel like Lupe
Can I kick it
They been trying to box me
I've been breaking all the limit
All these n***as talking
Tryna kill a n***as spirit
All these n***as talking
They don't got enough to pay me
Get a crib in Haiti 'cuz America they hate me
I don't vote for presidents unless that n***as deady
They the only n***as that can take care of my family
Aunty in the celly call my phone like boy come get me
Feds been talking pictures all my n***as photogenic
They been water whipping whipping whipping
Kylie Jenner
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
B***h I came out the womb locked in
She burnin sage in her room she say I be toxic
We just landed out in London
E gon get us locked 'cause
He like to move wit a chopstick
Draco on 'em turn a n***a noggin into pasta
Dior denim got me flossin
Me and my lil n***a way out in Gotham
And we movin like we batman and robin
When she wit her squad shoutout to Jim
Jones n***a dat be da byrdgang
I'm getting groovy on 'em like
A n***a auditioned for soul train B***h
I'm a stunna like birdman
Straight pain on a n***a that act like he F**kin wit we
We in the middle of the spot
She got hands right under my tee
You pausing I'm playing my life be a movie
If ya pockets be eternal i take 'em like uzi
N***as steady be forgettin who run it
Who gave deez n***as a roofie
No I ain't smokin no loosie clappin u right in ya kufi
I'm in da hills wit a big booty judy
She gettin stupid and dis s**t all
Started with a looseleaf
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah f*ck it up
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah bright it up
yeah yeah yeah yeah
I did sumthin' I'm not proud of
I got traits I'm not fond of I'm still me
This s**t get real deep
Yes this is a cult
I gotta make sure y'all feel me
Gotta ego that can't kill me yea
I could make the floor lava when I need to yea
I could make a b***h fetch when I need to yea
I could make my wrist wet when I need to yea
All them n***as fake all them n***as see through yea
Hey I just did something I'm not proud of
These shoes on me money
My pants they be Prada
B***h I black like Wesley got my new jack on
And my b***h a dyke she roll with 2 strap ons
Open up the cut when I be in it
D**e d**k run up for some head and then I finish
Too tapped
I can get your b***h with just a bird call prrrr that
I can get your b***h to get this work off
Man whose mans' is this
Now I'm on a mission gotta take this s**t to NASA
Please don't say you love me
I might treat you like my last one
Up it on 'em
Ohh Eee
He try to pull a fast one
Now I made it flip flip flip
This ain't NASCAR
Man I've been a monster out the wound
That's on my momma coochie
And I be skating on these hoes like
Kristi Yamaguchi
Cuzzi n V B me you don't know nothin' N***a
We f**king up yo plans N***a
Don't dap you with no hand N***a