Premonition (feat. El Kärnəl & Stōōp) (Explicit)

Premonition(feat. El Kärnəl & Stōōp) (Explicit) - Yazoo/El Kärnəl/Stoop

Why these demons want me gone?

I've learned not to trust niggas ayy

I just might run in ya home

Why?

Cuz I am not a fuck nigga

Look at me America

Look how Rob livin'

This that God given

Y'all so fraudulent

All across the globe

They start noddin'

Now they all listening

Now they all listening

Goddamn

Ayy

Why these demons want me gone?

I've learned not to trust niggas ayy

I just might run in ya home

Why?

Cuz I am not a fuck nigga

Gratitude please show it

I put all these niggas on acting like they don't even know it

Like what kinda weed you smoking nigga?

Attitude needs adjustment

Better put some respect on it

Hoes do it with no hands like a Tesla when they dancing

I don't feel pressure homie

'Cause when I'm on stage I headline like the front page

Backstage with Beyonces throwing money like we fundraising

Your girl act like she at a gun range

Models be swallowing giving out head shots

She love a bald nigga with a beard on pills

Sound like Will Smith looking like Deadshot

Don't forget we're the bad guys

Gotta bless 'em gotta bless 'em

Shaking hands like politicians

You notleading followlisten

Fathering my competition

Sound official signed initials

Giving out autographs tryna bring the summer back

Whoop

Listening to all my raps shit made Obama trap

Whoop

Naaaw

I can't keep track of them all

As soon as one leave another one comes that's just how they are

Dollars on dollars on dollars that I never needed to ball

But now that I got it the hardest part gotta be keeping it all

I feel like a God

Why these demons want me gone?

I've learned not to trust niggas ayy

I just might run in ya home

Cuz I am not a fuck nigga

Look at us America

Look how Squad livin'

This that God given

That fucking nonsense

All across the globe

They start noddin

Now they all listening

Now they all listening

Young nigga out supplying habits

Young nigga 'bout getting cabbage

Young nigga young nigga

Boy a young nigga had to scoop a coupe

Rolling 'round with Stōōp stay plotting on figures

Teamed up with Gods

Time to beat the odds

We roll the dice

We be throwing rods

We the new squad

Every interstate

Hoes we penetrate

Strapping up that's law

Want me to be a team player

But the coach played favorites

Ain't hate the homies just authority in the matrix

Now I'm in the workforce

Don't want me to speak out

Dress like these but I can't so I weed out

Jumped on stage young nigga get paid

Come back to splurge in they face

Smile when they hate

The pak know the aim

Holes in my jeans but my dick in they face

God I'm blessing

God I'm blessing

God I'm blessing

Why these demons want me gone?

I've learned not to trust niggas ayy

I just might run in ya home

Cuz I am not a fuck nigga

Look at us America

Look how Squad livin'

This that God given

That fucking nonsense

All across the globe

They start noddin

Now they all listening

Now they all listening

Stōōp

Look at me America

This how God living

Ya girl love the rod in her

Especially the raw feeling

Man I'm so authentic

Yo I wouldn't get involved with ya

Got the pack keep the dogs with me

One call and it's all ending

It's going down no pun intended

Like bud too lifted

Stōōp highly gifted

Probably skippin commas

Nah I'm never missing dollars

Y'all the ones they never callin'

Man I wouldn't call it ballin'

Dawg ya Spalding awful

My new balance ain't ever falling

New focus ain't never stalling

The Dictator this Stōōp Stalin gotdamn

Why these demons want me gone?

I've learned not to trust niggas

I just might run in ya home

Cuz I am not a fuck nigga

Look at us America

Look how Squad livin'

This that God given

That fucking nonsense

All across the globe

They start noddin

Now they all listening

Now they all listening

The name Yazoo Karnel with the tool

Pass it to Stoopkeep the flask by the loot

No ass she can shoo when I pass you can shoot

Don't brag if you new body bag in the booth

Yo betta listen I'm ripping so when it's comes to the bitches

Make 'em cum with the dick in never fumble the kitten

They keep a gun with clip in so if you lunge you will get it

We counting hundreds of digits from coming up from the system

A-Ron and Mel gotta hit me the vinyl

Nate taught me everything I know

Eli got reeves like fucking Keanu

Got mo keys than a fucking piano

Preached since the ville ain't made songs since

Breaking down bars with Antonio the Prince

All I do is hits never will I miss

Enough fun shit it's time for a trip