Stone Free

[Verse 1: BlvkDivmonds]
Ride with my kin-folk, we shoot at priest now, he deem us sinful
Telling you, my mission simple, I got a clear view, straight to the temple
All is we pray at the chapel, kill all my enemies, make it impactful
Bullets, I sit with a lap-full, if I attach 'em, bet it'd blast 'em
Fit on me, all blacked up like Pucci
F.F. see me, she'll shoot me, uh
All us, we move in a group, see?
I let the stone free, do not intrude me
I'mma make moves
Even on lock down, I'mma get through
I run with a set, we dirty our shoes
No turning us back, wе gotta pull through
It's just like Japetto - how I pull the strings
Look what hard work gonna bring
Y'all in my way, and it's pissing mе off
Pull out the Stand, and it's up in a blink
Who they be looking for - Jolyne, Jolyne
Huh, I just need Henny, no codeine
Praying to God, but he an opp
I'm fighting enemies unseen

[Chorus: BlvkDivmonds]
Uh, fuck, smoking on za, can't hold my gun
Plane land nice, and the hoes A-1, two or three girls, or it won't be fun
Stoned free throwing these flows like typhoon, talking 'bout flops, when I ain't made one
I remember they would hate-they would make fun, didn't know I would make-I would make funds
Uh, fuck, smoking on za, can't hold my gun
Plane land nice, and the hoes A-1, two or three girls, or it won't be fun
Stoned free throwing these flows like typhoon, talking 'bout flops, when I ain't made one
I remember they would hate-they would make fun, didn't know I would make-I would make funds

[Verse 2: HazTik]
Didn't know we'd go straight from trapping aquatics
Stone ocean to JoJolanding in the tropics
It's a moshpit
Every dime that hops in now an option
So I feel like Pucci when I hit shit
Leave her disk slipped, that means it was so good
Even if I hopped a universe, she remembering this dick
Man, I can't stand these hoes, understand me, oh?
Jolyne, rockstar gotta tune them old strings
Taylor Hawkins all in my gang, drum kit, let it spray, acting like you know me
What we did this week? 10K views off of light work just like that, OP
No label, we just stars on our own, nobody gonna press over money that they owe me, what the fuck you
Doing in my radius?
Acting like we the same and shit? I don't even really aim to hit
I just hear that I hit 'cause they play the shit
And stay blind to the bull that they say is lit
How every round that I load pays for itself
Steel ball run when I spray what's on that shelf
But we ain't there just yet
They see the horse though, and I know they prepared to bet, like

[Chorus: BlvkDivmonds]
Uh, fuck, smoking on za, can't hold my gun
Plane land nice, and the hoes A-1, two or three girls, or it won't be fun
Stoned free throwing these flows like typhoon, talking 'bout flops, when I ain't made one
I remember they would hate-they would make fun, didn't know I would make-I would make funds
Uh, fuck, smoking on za, can't hold my gun
Plane land nice, and the hoes A-1, two or three girls, or it won't be fun
Stoned free throwing these flows like typhoon, talking 'bout flops, when I ain't made one
I remember they would hate-they would make fun, didn't know I would make-I would make funds