Contra - Elohim, Michael Tuohy, Elizee

Yeah x2

Black Sheep x3

I don’t even write no more, man

(Tag: Elohim, you’re home? Can’t you come over?)

On God

I’m on my contra shit, commando

Pulling up with clips, extend-o

This no game, Nintendo

I don’t ever run out of ammo

Ion gon' need me a bandzo

No fake friends, no pretend (doe)

Think I might’ve found my ten (hoe)

Posted up in my tent (oh)

Watch yo man go dumb, go stupid

If you the best, then prove it

Got no words, be quiet, stay moving

I got a bag, won’t lose it

Lose it

Niggas get substituted

Nigga you’re not recruited

Just too damn scared to use it

The truth is, you’re useless

I’m ruthless, I’ve proved this

Keep capping, Imma leave you toothless

You’re so dumb, they choose us

I’m going outside;

I make it work

I’m in my back;

That’s every purse

Oh my bad, is that your girl?

She got an ass;

she make it twerk

Ay why you mad?

I got here first

They say you rap;

you got a verse?

I say that’s wack, you probably hurt

Back to the lab, you gotta search

I’m on my contra shit, commando

Pulling up with clips, extend-o

This no game, Nintendo

I don’t ever run out of ammo

Ion gon' need me a bandzo

No fake friends, no pretend (doe)

Think I might’ve found my ten (hoe)

Posted up in my tent (oh)

Watch yo man go dumb, go stupid

If you the best, then prove it

Got no words, be quiet, stay moving

I got a bag, won’t lose it

Why these boys so stupid?

(stupid)

Counting me out;

now I’m counting my money

I’m probably gon' cop me a new wrist (ice)

Y’all gon' think I’m a nuisance

New sound;

new me.

Who dis?

Yeah, bitch, I made some improvements

Me and gang been bowling;

and shawty gon think we the coolest

Elizee say we got clips;

we boutta make it a movie

I make a hit, I can’t miss

Damn bitch might sue me

The way I be stacking my chips, probably the bank gon sue me

Watch yo man go dumb, go stupid, 'cause your mans can’t fool me

I’m on my contra shit, commando

Pulling up with clips, extend-o

This no game, Nintendo

I don’t ever run out of ammo

Ion gon' need me a bandzo

No fake friends, no pretend (doe)

Think I might’ve found my ten (hoe)

Posted up in my tent (oh)

Watch yo man go dumb, go stupid

If you the best, then prove it

Got no words, be quiet, stay moving

I got a bag, won’t lose it