Philsner - Warning Shots Lyrics
Feat. SizIntro[Philsner]: Sizie lira digi lira, what up Siz? Philsner DDI, Dai Deng Iso in this *****, listen!Hook[Philsner]:Hennessy in my cup, smoking weed I'm getting fadedA thick lady when I *****, screaming like I'm overratedGetting ready to go up, success on the door I'll make itNiggas running out of luck, beats and mics and all I ate itWe getting drunk and High (X8)Verse 1[Siz]: That's what we do, UhMoney over the best *****My team grinding, my team pussingMy flow sicker that all of yallNot a Chiefs fan but they can see that I ballUh, *****es be playing cat and mouse gamesIf only they knew my cred is on a different laneI only invest in *****es who already get paidUh, who already get paidFlow sicker than cancer, my bands make her dance betterShe suck my dick you love her while I treat her like whateverWe getting drunk we faded, we making noise they hate itDon't judge me I'm no court, watch me wrap like the twenty fourth nigga!Uh, this is Warning Shots we going in like front doorsWe born to win like porn stars we go hardFeed me beats, feed me bars I'm on point like 5 starsYou dig me? Please say pause, no homo like Bruno MarsLike Bruno Mars I'm so gone I'm so high like LebroneI'm so paid, I'm so laid did your girl early but she came lateShe's in the studio the whole night, we smoking good that's alrightMy nigga I be hitting that ***** longer than Oscar's trailHook[Philsner]:Verse 2[Philsner]:I keep my standards high and these ladies down on their kneesGoing crazy over beats in the studio with my nigga Siz/It's a definite killer track if I'm in the songYour raps aint gon last, like products made in Hong Kong I was bornToo different, too weird, too dope, to quitI spit rhymes, I tweet lines that's so sweetYou would swear you had honey in yo ears so you switchFrom your favorite rappers to me throwing away their discs'Cos you know I got that flowMaking your girl crave my dick in her holeShe said she's a good girl beforeBefore she met me because she's feeling like a qualified hoeGettiing me laid, tonight you sleeping in bed you and your friendsNot lesser than 10, stupidly boss, you rappers are falseOld age blow job on yo balls, you gangsta on callsI'm rapping you doing my chores and I'm maturedPhilsner DDI breaking your jaws, no horror movie it was yo gal making the noiseI'm really burning mics, flows as acidAnd I multiply like rice, water and tasticThis mic sounds wack as ***** when I pass itMy raps create a lyrical bridge you can't I pass itHook[Philsner]
