The Lost Order – 448 (feat. B0a) Lyrics

Ok I see the way it's going down
Let me start swimming in this bitch you think I'm going drown
Let me start ruling in this bitch and I don't need a crown
Hurting feelings nothing general how I let em down
Like my beat banging make em hit the ground
Sounding like the subwoofer's letting off some rounds
B0A on the track running like a greyhound
Call my style 448, ya its straight pound
Treating me just like a stick-up, watch em lay down
Whisper missing me, this fucking monster from a small town
Once was lost but now I'm found, recognize the truth
Use my pain fighting demons in the booth
Didn't come here for no smoke, but watch these mother fuckers poof
Ya I let em live too long, I admit it was a goof
God I know you're on my side, should I give a little proof
Sending selfies in the penthouse, salutations from the roof
All these rap cats are lying, I'm a fuckin sabertooth
And I'm coming for the game like time is coming for your youth
A cold wild mother fucker, better put on your Duluth
With my dick out in the game, I should talk to doctor Ruth
It's like ok, I know what you niggas gotta say
Wrist whipping, chain dripping, throwing some AK's
Money flipping, bitch tripping, what kind of script you getting
And can't forget to talk about all the lean you sipping
Throwing stacks up in the strip club, you know to pimpin' that's just trickin'
Not understanding me, they landing me I'm on a mission
In my own lane, but shit I might as well, I'm pole position
Throwing lines of hook, it's like this country boy, just going fishing
Call my style 448, ya its straight pound
Treating me just like a stick-up,
Watch em lay down