​babylon

[Verse 1: lo3rd]
Yeah, this my night, now they gon' die (Right, right)
I don't know where they've been hiding, but I'm gonna get 'em right
They gonna fall, Ba-Babylon, but this time they ain't coming back
They so scared that I'ma spot 'em, they can feel the pain when I'm around
Yeah, chaos, bombing on the club
I'm sending opps into the mud
If we were dust then you'll go back
You got no chances, drop your gun
Right, right (Right)
You thought that I died
But I'm back, but I'm back
Now you wanna hide

[Verse 2: visions]
Pull up and I robbed him, we leave that pussy haunted
Gas from all the exhaust in my Phantom, bitch, you coughing
Choking under pressure? Nah, he choking on that fentanyl
We said, "Fuck the measures," 'cause we never fucking cared at all
Y'all said I'm the lavish one, holy spirit to the son
Bitch, I keep my minigun, shoot that motherfucker up for fun
That-That boy won't shut the fuck up, like pussy, why you babble on?
Fall down, fall down, like you is the Babylon

[Bridge: lo3rd]
Yeah, ha, you a little flower
Yeah, I'ma stomp on you, you little coward
We got no pity for a pussy that's just hiding
Babylon, Babylon, you're falling
Yeah, ha, you a little flower
Yeah, I'ma stomp on you, you little coward
We got no pity for a pussy that's just hiding
Babylon, Babylon, you're falling

[Chorus: rans0m]
He was looking at me funny so we cropped him like a photo (Hoo)
Cash, I can't stop, I want more dough (Hoo)
Stabbed in the back, that's a low blow (Hoo)
Pass me the rock, I'll go loco
He was making jokes, we get him gone just like that
He was making jokes, we knock the top of his hat
You get clothes at SHEIN, my gang walking out of Saks
He not what he seems, I could tell that boy a rat

[Verse 3: primm]
I know that you like to bite, got my red dot on the side
I ain't giving no more warnings, I ain't playing no polite
Full mag dump, make your last prayer
Fucking up the game, but they hating on the player
Ice on all my teeth, yeah, that shit real cold
Like BO2 the way I got some control
I got seven dawgs, yeah, I call 'em Paw Patrol
Had to-Had to call Ben up, you ain't know it but we was a troll, yeah

[Chorus: rans0m, primm & visions]
He was looking at me funny so we cropped him like a photo (Hoo)
Cash, I can't stop, I want more dough (But we was a troll, yeah, hoo)
Stabbed in the back, that's a low blow (Hoo)
Pass me the rock, I'll go loco (But we was a troll, yeah)
He was making jokes, we get him gone just like that
He was making jokes, we knock the top of his hat (But we was a troll, yeah)
You get clothes at SHEIN, my gang walking out of Saks (Why you babble on?)
He not what he seems, I could tell that boy a rat (Fall down, fall down, like you is the Babylon)