AKIRA lyrics

[Intro: WHYTYLXR]
(Rakdos) You're Brandon
But since we're friends (Ayy, yeah, turn that sh*t up bro, he-he)
I get to call you XELISHURT (Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight now)

[Verse 1: GORYGEMINI]
She a little freak, yeah
Shorty throw it back, two hands on her knees, yeah
Hop up in the whip, and your b*tch is on me, yeah
I'ma push to start, one click, no key, and I hit it on beat
When I f*ck on a goth b*tch, clip a hunnid shots in
Heard you wanted smoke? Now you don't what you want, b*tch
Grippin' on her throat, make her choke 'cause I'm toxic
Call my b*tch Akira, 'cause she riding on top it

[Verse 2: WHYTYLXR]
Bad b*tch go f*cking crazy to this solo
Took her to my house and she go give me f*cking time bro
Mixing lean and off the perc's, we in the club in slow mo
She said that she love me, when I f*ck her from the back, ho
I'ma kill a f*ckin' pus*y, when I shoot, I got that energy
I swear to God man, I be treatin' pussies like my enemies
I really got to represent, lil' b*tch, we got that synergy
All my ex's in my DM's, swear to God that they be missing me (Fight, fight)
I'm sipping out that bottle, lil' b*tch, that be my Hennesy (Fight)
Fight back, kick back, how the f*ck you wanna talk to me?
I swear to God man, I be out here playing like a Tamagotchi (Fight, fight)
Hit you from the back, lil' b*tch wanna f*ck (Fight)
[Verse 3: Rakdos]
Ayy, yeah, that b*tch is a thottie
Yeah, we f*ck up the whole party
We be stack up all these bodies
Yeah, she shake that ass, throw it back like Shakira
We too gaudy, we so godly, power like Akira
Turn off all the lights, you gon' see us in the mirror
XEL gon' do the dirty work, yeah, he gon' f*ckin' kill ya

[Verse 4: XELISHURT]
Yeah, yeah, b*tch, I'm in your city with the motherf*ckin' chainsaw (Yeah)
Bad b*tch and I'm 'bout to take the chains off
Post up in this sh*t, like a motherf*ckin' mage, yeah
Runnin' on your block, 'cause I gotta catch a break, yeah
All the big shots that I keep in my bag, yeah
If he wanna talk, then his ass getting popped, yeah
Big crowns, no race in this in b*tch, yeah
Yeah, see me in the dungeon, with a mask on my face b*tch
Take another pill, now a n*gga f*ckin' brain-dead
Yeah, spraying off the rip, until the bullets f*ckin' rain on him
n*gga catching this rain, like it's drips, yuh
Can't you see the signs, feel the beat to this stack?
Yeah, I am stackin' bands in my motherf*ckin' pocket (Uh)
Yeah, burnin' all the money that I'm gettin' from my profit (Uh)
Big chains, no grease on this b*tch, yeah (Uh)
Taking out your vision, like a mace in this b*tch, uh (Uh)