DEADPOOL

(hearstopmiami: Verse 1)
Off the tab and molly, got me feeling existential
We didn’t go to class, my brother didn’t get no credentials
Rocking with new betty, think this bitch has some potential
Riding in the black car feeling presidential
Had to cut her off, it was getting sentimental
All my money tall, it’s been growing exponential
Never trip over some stupid shit, I feel like mental
Spray paint cans in this bitch, not no stencil
She want it hardcore, i’m feeling gentle
Two guns like Deadpool, but i’m not Ryan Reynolds
I love FearDorian, 'cuz thеy know how to sample
I'm high as hell up in the crib playing Nintеndo
Extendo, can’t conceal the Glock 'cuz of this damn hoe
I need a theme park, finna hit up Orlando
My name Miami and my homie name Orlando
I'm high as hell up in this bitch, I feel like Lando
That boy keep talking all that shit, but he a rando
I got some shit to light up, but it’s not a candle
I wanna tell her how i feel, I know I can’t tho
They reading 'bout me, like Miami on the kindle, yuh

(FearDorian: Verse 2)
Leave that boy dismantled
I don't really wanna hear no banter
Pop out with the cookies like I'm Santa
Please don't call me, I would never answer
I ain't even know that betty was a dancer
And I just got some racks, so I'm prancing
Tony hit me up like, "pack landed"
Shout out all my friends, would never abandon
Shout out all my friends, I got a couple bars from yall
Threw some racks up, and I got it off the floor
You don't know how to rap? Better find ya flow
It's a red light, I can't even go
That's just disrespectful, can't believe u go
Can't believe you go