We have two guys coming in to take over today
You sure this is a good idea
First time
Not quite
Hand me that scalpel
Uh-huh
Let's get it
How they wanna play it
Buzzing metal operation
Kick the door and I'm impatient
Never got the time for waiting
Give the tip, bitch, I don't take it
I'm tired of all the fakeness, new shit
Say it, pop up on the daily
About to drop him like a payment
Like I'm shopping for the latest
My shit harder than the pavement
Come to bars I'm sharp as shaving
Dark thoughts, they trying to take me
Might unlock this anger
Drawing down, ain't talking shading
And Hurd is here, ain't no debating
I'm like God to you rappers
When you pray, I can answer your prayers
Instead of moving like a coward, you should handle your affairs
I don't care for your tears
I put more guns to niggas' heads than a jeweler
When he piercing your ears
You really need to watch how you talk
Your mouth is greasy
Toes is getting tagged up
That's not graffiti
All my moves are camouflaged
I doubt you see me
You really trying to be me
I just bought an infrared beam
So I'm moving kind of sneaky
I took my gun and attached it to the beam
I'm just trying to mount the TV
You the driver, don't drink
That ain't just a damn quote
If you play with my f*cking life, I'll slit your damn throat
My weed man in the passenger seat
Lit some damn smoke
My shooters are next to me
I keep the trigger man close
A lot of niggas be zoin' niggas
That shit I can't cope
Steal from me, I'll break your fingers
Don't get your hand broke
I look up to the Black Panthers
They quick to blam toast
You look up to the Pink Panther
You just a damn joke
Your clique be singing like Mr. Vandross
I'm from the home of the scammers
They be swiping like a Instagram post
Colder than the winter rhymes
Hotter more than maybe down on harder times
Oh yeah, they tried to play me
Fix your face and try to save it
Bets is off, they gotta pay me
What
Big moves, no small change
Oh, you came with a small gang
I bust them all, get parlayed
When I pull up, like draw strings
Smoke in my lungs, got my hands and my mind green
Take a second to focus
Never steppin' with rodents
Rather be blessed when it's over
Don't you question a soldier
Word to Strep, I'm the coldest
Where the temperature going
When I rip them, I told you
Now the warnings is over
Jayhurd - Lyrical Operation (feat. Papoose) Lyrics
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We have two guys coming in to take over today
You sure this is a good idea
First time
Not quite
Hand me that scalpel
Uh-huh
Let's get it
How they wanna play it
Buzzing metal operation
Kick the door and I'm impatient
Never got the time for waiting
Give the tip, bitch, I don't take it
I'm tired of all the fakeness, new shit
Say it, pop up on the daily
About to drop him like a payment
Like I'm shopping for the latest
My shit harder than the pavement
Come to bars I'm sharp as shaving
Dark thoughts, they trying to take me
Might unlock this anger
Drawing down, ain't talking shading
And Hurd is here, ain't no debating
I'm like God to you rappers
When you pray, I can answer your prayers
Instead of moving like a coward, you should handle your affairs
I don't care for your tears
I put more guns to niggas' heads than a jeweler
When he piercing your ears
You really need to watch how you talk
Your mouth is greasy
Toes is getting tagged up
That's not graffiti
All my moves are camouflaged
I doubt you see me
You really trying to be me
I just bought an infrared beam
So I'm moving kind of sneaky
I took my gun and attached it to the beam
I'm just trying to mount the TV
You the driver, don't drink
That ain't just a damn quote
If you play with my f*cking life, I'll slit your damn throat
My weed man in the passenger seat
Lit some damn smoke
My shooters are next to me
I keep the trigger man close
A lot of niggas be zoin' niggas
That shit I can't cope
Steal from me, I'll break your fingers
Don't get your hand broke
I look up to the Black Panthers
They quick to blam toast
You look up to the Pink Panther
You just a damn joke
Your clique be singing like Mr. Vandross
I'm from the home of the scammers
They be swiping like a Instagram post
Colder than the winter rhymes
Hotter more than maybe down on harder times
Oh yeah, they tried to play me
Fix your face and try to save it
Bets is off, they gotta pay me
What
Big moves, no small change
Oh, you came with a small gang
I bust them all, get parlayed
When I pull up, like draw strings
Smoke in my lungs, got my hands and my mind green
Take a second to focus
Never steppin' with rodents
Rather be blessed when it's over
Don't you question a soldier
Word to Strep, I'm the coldest
Where the temperature going
When I rip them, I told you
Now the warnings is over
You sure this is a good idea
First time
Not quite
Hand me that scalpel
Uh-huh
Let's get it
How they wanna play it
Buzzing metal operation
Kick the door and I'm impatient
Never got the time for waiting
Give the tip, bitch, I don't take it
I'm tired of all the fakeness, new shit
Say it, pop up on the daily
About to drop him like a payment
Like I'm shopping for the latest
My shit harder than the pavement
Come to bars I'm sharp as shaving
Dark thoughts, they trying to take me
Might unlock this anger
Drawing down, ain't talking shading
And Hurd is here, ain't no debating
I'm like God to you rappers
When you pray, I can answer your prayers
Instead of moving like a coward, you should handle your affairs
I don't care for your tears
I put more guns to niggas' heads than a jeweler
When he piercing your ears
You really need to watch how you talk
Your mouth is greasy
Toes is getting tagged up
That's not graffiti
All my moves are camouflaged
I doubt you see me
You really trying to be me
I just bought an infrared beam
So I'm moving kind of sneaky
I took my gun and attached it to the beam
I'm just trying to mount the TV
You the driver, don't drink
That ain't just a damn quote
If you play with my f*cking life, I'll slit your damn throat
My weed man in the passenger seat
Lit some damn smoke
My shooters are next to me
I keep the trigger man close
A lot of niggas be zoin' niggas
That shit I can't cope
Steal from me, I'll break your fingers
Don't get your hand broke
I look up to the Black Panthers
They quick to blam toast
You look up to the Pink Panther
You just a damn joke
Your clique be singing like Mr. Vandross
I'm from the home of the scammers
They be swiping like a Instagram post
Colder than the winter rhymes
Hotter more than maybe down on harder times
Oh yeah, they tried to play me
Fix your face and try to save it
Bets is off, they gotta pay me
What
Big moves, no small change
Oh, you came with a small gang
I bust them all, get parlayed
When I pull up, like draw strings
Smoke in my lungs, got my hands and my mind green
Take a second to focus
Never steppin' with rodents
Rather be blessed when it's over
Don't you question a soldier
Word to Strep, I'm the coldest
Where the temperature going
When I rip them, I told you
Now the warnings is over
Writer: Jacob Hurd, Shamele Mackie
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid