[Intro]
Technology, wake your ass up
[Verse 1]
Everything in my life is fallin' apart
G-G-Got a brand new whip, but it don't wanna start
Funny how you fake and still don't fit the part
Sharpshooter with me, he hit you with a dart
Your forehead leakin', I'm still aiming at your heart
7.62 on me, I'ma take your bones apart
Love ain't fair, I'm bringin' war like I was fuckin' Bonaparte
Five stars on me like RP and I just stole a car (Technology, wake your ass up)
I'm hackin' too so I could see you through the wall-wall
I'm talkin' truth, but it's not gettin' through to y'all
To this day I'm blasting doa - "do or die"
It's survival of the richest so I'll take a life
I ain't listening, don't wanna hear you TED Talk
I'm wheezing and coughing, I'm smokin' bedrock
I'm weaving and bobbing, you could get headshot (Technology, wake your ass up)
I'm feelin' like Carti, wholе lotta red dots
I might do a trickshot off the crash sight
I don't evеn remember what happened last night
#Packwatch, body bag, wrap it up, fast fight (Ayy)
He don't got a whip so I'm knockin' out his flashlights
Pitch black, now he want his bitch back
Not my fault you broke, bro, I'm sorry I cannot fix that
How you gonna choke when you tryin' to make a diss track?
I just bought a gun from outer space, you better get back (Wake your ass up)
I got a katana from LA and she could slice you
Way I'm settin' one-way line-ups it's like a haiku
Every single line got 'em shocked like I'm Raichu
I would give yo goof ass some advice, but I don't like you
[Bridge]
This bitch keep callin' and callin', I gotta dead that
Three hundred messages, shawty, I never read that
She said that someone was home and that I should head back
Just my shoota, tell by the smell of the med pack (Technology, wake your ass up)
[Verse 2]
I don't check in, check out
That bitch stab me in my fuckin' back 'til I bled out
Everyone around me started actin' like a fed now
Protection II armor, all the goons, we hold the bed down
Bitcrushin' my vocals like I'm Dante fuckin' Red now
Left his body leakin' so he throwin' in the red towel
Sent him up to heaven, to the top, like a heading
This yo resting place, I just finalized the setting (Technology, wake your ass up)
Vandalize the casket at his funeral in red ink
I really hope that bitch do got some nice bedding
wallhax was written by wheaty.
wallhax was produced by TECHNOLOGY BEATS.