Stalin Majesty - C4 lyrics

[Verse 1: Ethereal] In the club, posted up an*lyzing all these thugs and all these hoes They trained to go, "I know u know" Who the realest, do you feel this, my sh** go Send him to his doctor, mix it wit' the Fanta My whole click got hammers, 16 in the clip It ain't no extendo', but it sounds bananas My sh** not gon' jam up, Yo' screen blinking damage Boy this is Atlanta, I'm coppin' all the blammers' n***as waitin' for the word but I'm just tryna' leave the 3rd Blowin' indo in Japana' tryna' zen away my ana' My money folder growin' boy yo' ignorance showin' Archie said lets get it I said o.k. roll up World so crazy, I want change I gotta blow up Cactus Jack a n***a in this thang now pour up 2 bottles on me man I hope that I don't throw up [Hook: Stalin Majesty] C4s, grenades blow up, blow up We been tryna tell em' we was them guys They was like hol' up, hol up' We are still the same, work and pistols on us But now when we tell them we them gods They be like show nuff' show nuff [Verse 2: Ethereal] Smokin' 'Swishafullofhaze' Man I'm in a daze Damn I'm gettin' paid Till I hit the goddamn grave Janks up in my face every single day I tell my baby mama it's no drama, she don't play Boy I'm tryna' add some commas to the balance of the shoe box Had balance out my chakras now I'm flyin' over rooftops Got that loud you play my sh**, my jam will make yo' n***a moonwalk In the club these f**ers dap me up cause they don't want to shootout I'm so booted up, I co*k it back, my girl tell me to cool out I been grindin', I been grindin' since my sister told me move out I been shinin', I been shinin' boy I'm bout to act a fool now Blowin' swishas full of doja' in a Rover they like who how? Never been a flexer but I will finesse ya' Ridin wit' protection cuz' I'm on the map Always keep a weapon like I'm Cactus Jack Put the haze in the air she ain't comin' back [Hook: Stalin Majesty] C4s, grenades blow up, blow up We been tryna tell em' we was them guys They was like hol' up, hol up' We are still the same, work and pistols on us But now when we tell them we them gods They be like show nuff' show nuff