Eobard Thawne Songtext
von BabyTron

(Two l′s and a dollar sign you know what it is, long live Seven Two)
Aye, aye
Aye, aye
Aye, aye
Wake up and get right to it (aye, aye)
Yea my lil' bitch a dime, five deuces (aye, aye)
Dark as hell, you would think my sprite ruined (aye, aye)
We just touched down in LA just like bruins (aye, aye)
Got a 50 in the clip
I′m times two of 'em (aye, aye)
Throwin' bowls, drop em′ off, yea I′ll loot 'em (aye, aye)
Spark a wood and it enlightened me like Buddha nem′
Asked lil brodie, "Why all the guns?"
He said he like shooting 'em (aye, aye)
Hit the road, time to travel
Lemme fuel up (hey)
Dual wield toting, sipping out of dual cups (hey)
You might do it to the gram, but you can′t fool us
You don't even know the game, the type to look the rules up (hey)
Sleeve Francis, I′m the franchise


Ironic that my cup so muddy, score a landslide
40 on my waist, but I ain't fat
That ain't my pants size
Blow ′em like a land mine
It don′t take shit for bro to do it, just a hand sign
Dog don't pop up, he must be shadow banned in his hood
Used to go to school with pape′
I had a band just because
Raised in the wilderness
I wonder what've happen if I never landed with the wolves
I ain′t never hand-to-hand with scamming, hamming with the jug
I ain't had a zero in a while, stack it to the sky
Soda black as hell, you touch it, it′s gon' match up with your eye
If I really want you gone
I bet they wake you by tonight
Amiris with the bones, I'll blow like a wall breaker
If I pop a ten, I bet she treat it like a jawbreaker
If it ain′t no profit on the floor, then we can talk later
Give it all I got for four quarters, I′m a ball player
Need to give that truck away, you driving Tow Mater
Can you put your rap career on the coat hanger?
All you do is comment weird shit
You a pro hater
And the whole damn time you a no-namer
It's fucked up, when you up they think you owe favors
On the wild west, solo dolo I′m a lone ranger
Stop playing, get the drop easy from them locators
You can't hide forever
Bro slide, then I slide we gon′ ride together
Windows down in the trenches, I'll drive wherever
6,000 on some Marni, all I did was buy a sweater
Threw it on, they lied when they say you only fly with feathers
Why the fuck do you think you can fuck with me?
Khris Middleton, you middle man, keep it a buck with me
Ain′t no munch in me
Ain't no chump in me
Used to be in school like, "Oh, that's your lunch? Gimme."
Is you dumb, silly?
You ain′t touched Jimmy
Y′all some monkeys in a barrel, told my brothers come with me
Shit, it's pregame, wait til′ the clock start
24, I just poured three-eighths in Wockhardt