Collide lyrics

by

B.o.B


[Sample: Jarren Benton]
K-K-Kato on the track b*tch

[Intro: Evans Desir]
Yeah, you better pray, yeah, you better pray
You better pray that we never collide
You better pray that we never collide
You better pray that we never collide

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
Yeah, I have no patience for none of the f*ck sh*t
I am too rich for a b*tch not to suck di*k
Aye f*ck all the talkin' the guap is the subject
Spent too much on strippers just f*cked up my budget
All of my n*ggas addicted to drugs
Without all the filters that b*tch is a dud
Aye you call her wifey but we call her sl*t
My n*ggas are savages we give no f*cks
Took that b*tch out the ghetto I showed her the finer things
And drop that b*tch right back off at the ghetto
Frozen my bezel(?), I know that there's levels
These vices they'll kill you if you are not careful
They left me for dead now I'm right back on schedule
These broke n*ggas plottin' I slide back the metal
I came a long way b*tch no I never settle
Got rifles for rivals and I have got several
[Pre-Chorus: Evans Desir]
I know you wanna ride like me
I know you want a life like me
Gassin' I'm gassin' I gassed her up
I think they mad that I passed 'em
I kill these n*ggas in fashion
I don't do talkin' I'm action
Know that I roll with the cash
Stay on the (?)

[Chorus: Evans Desir]
Yeah, look, you better pray that we never collide
I take yo b*tch after I take yo life
Left me behind so I had to get right
Comin' for anyone left open wide
You better pray that we never collide

[Verse 2: Jarren Benton]
I have no trust for these n*ggas these days
Gotta lay low cause these b*tches don't shave
I look in your eyes and I spit in your face
And right when you die I will p*ss on yo grave
I feel my heart getting colder each minute
The f*ck out my throne man these n*ggas are finished
I feel like a king, b*tch I think I'm a god
Been stressin' too much think I need a ménage
I see the snake and these n*ggas they slither
The foreign I whip it was sponsored by Hitler
Can call ways to switch ya, my n*ggas gon' kill ya
Forgot the b*tch face but that pus*y familiar
These rappers will kill ya they dressin' all weird and
These n*ggas get bodied then dragged in the river
I spot my worst enemy right in the mirror
Allergic to f*ck n*ggas why are you near us!
[Chorus: Evans Desir]
I know you wanna ride like me
I know you want a life like me
Gassin' I'm gassin' I gassed her up
I think they mad that I passed 'em
I kill these n*ggas in fashion
I don't do talkin' I'm action
Know that I roll with the cash
[?]

[Chorus 2: Evans Desir]
Yeah, look, you better pray that we never collide
I take yo b*tch after I take yo life
Left me behind so I had to get right
Comin' for anyone left open wide
You better pray that we never collide

[Beat Switch]

[Outro: Evans Desir]
If you broke n*gga know I could never be you
Married to the money you remember I do
Yeah, up in the sky I feel like a god
Yeah, look, you better pray that we never collide
You better pray that we never collide
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