Patrick Wil - 23 (feat. Kevin Jeeter & Mushu) Lyrics

Imma fly that boy out just to rob him
It's Mushu and Jeeter we move like we Batman and Robin
The same reason why I'm the shogun's the same reason why I go hard
And her pussy be throbbing
I'm just being honest
Hand em the rock like I'm gon
Steel on my blade like I'm onyx
And I don't like bragging but bitch I ain't modest
I been with the doom like I live in the comics
I really don't flinch I don't feel any pressure
Got Tom in the back and we whipping that Kesha
We move out cold black ops we slide got a big killstreak pull out in a thresher
The task force wit me I'm hanging with roach
Not one to trust so don't come and approach
Sold em some Gucci turned out it was coach
Two twin blades got people to poach
I'm a 13 Lone Wolf TFN Member
I don't really need to speak I'm a big dog
I don't pull up wit a stick got a big log
Got stealth got a blade in the big fog
I'm the shogun don't need no one
Lord Jeeter Dark Soul like Gwyn
Me and Pat go back to the basics
Mid for the Low then high like Jin
Rolling up, rolling up off these perscriptions
These ogs talk shit but I'm steady dismissing
Talk all that shit hit ya bitch up in mission
Talk all that shit but ya bitch in my mentions
Double up plays cause the sack I'm not missin
Hit woadies my brodies like broly
(Aye)
It's Mushu lil baby I'm catching a body
It's Mushu lil baby I'm slaying her body
Cooking them up right in front like Hibachi
I made a play for my brothers they hungry
TFN pack like some wolves we be hunting
Dirty up'd cup could be clean but I'm stunting
Know it's my time Lil baby no fronting
I just get high so I feel a lil closer
Coaster my drip so I won't make a mess
Drugs in my system I won't feel no stress
Moving some pieces like I'm playing chess
Bitch I've been ready to bat just like ness
TMZ rappers how I keep them pressed
Mushu lil baby I'm at your address
Knocking on doors in a sheet with accomplices
Pull his ass out, make him run through the gauntlet
It's funny he thought we were trick or treating
But the only thing sweet that I want is his consciousness
Pull him, twist him, flick him, bitch he a bop it
Take all his belongings, we left the crib spotless
Said he love aquatics, threw body in water
I promise you, that's the whole story your honor
I'm Racking up bodies like Jeepers Creepers
Mounting heads on my wall like it's trophy season
(What'd you do with the body)
I got to feasting
It's the best source of vitamins, nutrients
When I get done with the nuisance, his friend tryna getaway
Metal on his nose, Naruto I'll take his pain away
And they wanna know why I leave a trail of rage
I ain't in to spilling secrets, not my forte
Steady running pockets, got my wallet looking sorbet
Zoro with the swordplay
Slicing out intestines, give to granny for the crochet
Bitch I'm from the pits
Been producing more fire than a Michael Bay flick
Been receiving more stripes than a pair of K-Swiss
(Why's that)
I'm the type to wanna take a bitch bliss
I was never one to sit and live in ignorance
So when it came time to chase a sack, I blitzed
Reminiscing on my tales from the crypt
And how I used to stand inside the eye of the abyss
I was steady looking for a way to get a grip
No one mentioned to me all the stats I had equipped
So I did some searching to find the truth as a whole
Got more personas than a Murphy movie role
Guess that's the reason why I'm quick to lose control
Then I get it right back like it wasn't gone