Kid Ink - Tomahawk lyrics

[Intro] Hundred cars got the city, yeah yeah Woo, yeah yeah Hey [Chorus] Drop down, tomahawk tops off Hundred cars got the city blocked off Try and catch me slippin', but I never fall Pocket rockets poppin', we could let 'em off, yeah Drop down, tomahawk tops off Hundred cars got the city blocked off Try and catch me slippin', but I never fall Pocket rockets, we could let 'em off, yeah [Verse 1] You don't want no war, boy you get destroyed Talk that sh** like 5,0 but I hit like Floyd n***as up in space, I just feel the void Black hoodie, grim reaper, watch me k** the noise Panic view, and that Panamera painted blue Push the bu*ton, see the super sport and baby zoomin' Addin' fire to fuel, man, they just live illusions They ain't get no bread, dog, they can't have no gluten Me no lack me no cap, boy Tryna get like me and said you're back, boy Hundred of them, hundred of them Money like MJ the way that it spin Swear that these n***as don't want me to win Feel like this season, I'm huntin' again [Chorus] Drop down, tomahawk tops off (Yeah) Hundred cars got the city blocked off (Yeah) Try and catch me slippin', but I never fall (Yeah) Pocket rockets poppin', we could let 'em off (Yeah) Drop down, tomahawk tops off (Yeah) Hundred cars got the city blocked off (Yeah) Try and catch me slippin', but I never fall (Yeah) Pocket rockets, we could let 'em off (Yeah) [Interlude] I don't know what the f** you put in this sh** man I swear to God this some whole other outer space I'm high, n***a, man I'm tryna land this motherf**er Boy I'm high as f** I know they call you rocket ship and all that sh**, but, whoo [Verse 2] Back with that resurrect, you n***as overslept Way that I regulate, feel like I never left LA I represent, mixin' that bag, ooh, with the medicine Baby girl don't wanna smoke Lookin' for snow, mountain like Everest Switchin' the tone, swear that they phony Post somethin' fake 'cause I never been I hear you talkin', if it's a problem Know that with me, you won't settle it Livin' the life of an icon, walk in this b**h like a giant Ball like I ain't got no time-outs Diggin' a hole you can't climb out Cash, these n***as is hypebeasts, they only livin' on IG My main was never a sidepiece (No) Got her the 'Rari and Siamese Hit the bu*ton, watch the dash lift (Smashin') Roll me up so I don't crash this [Chorus] Drop down, tomahawk tops off (Yeah) Hundred cars got the city blocked off (Yeah) Try and catch me slippin', but I never fall (Yeah) Pocket rockets poppin', we could let 'em off (Yeah) Drop down, tomahawk tops off (Yeah) Hundred cars got the city blocked off (Yeah) Try and catch me slippin', but I never fall (Yeah) Pocket rockets, we could let 'em off (Yeah)