Artist: Beast Coast Album: Escape From New York Song: Desperado Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Meechy Darko] Desperado! More than hollows Desperado! Movin' hollows Headshots, to all my rivals Never ever ever, had to fucking idle Bitches fake, niggas follow On the paper chase looks like I hit the lotto When the money [?] Desperado! More than hollows Desperado! Movin' hollows Headshots, to all my rivals Never ever ever, had to fucking idle Bitches fake, niggas follow On the paper chase looks like I hit the lotto When the money [?] [Joey Bada$$] [?] Maybe 'cause the flow so cold Heard you was a king, so cold Heard there was a killer who told Somebody gonna hit the floor If a nigga get too close Niggas tryna fuck with the coast, yeah Niggas tryna fuck with the pros (look) I ain't ever read no bible (no bible) Wish I never met my idols (my idols) Meet 'em and they all turn rivals (turn rivals) Hard flows, comin' for the title (wait) Feed them and they all still bite you (still bite you) Keep 'em at a distance close by you (close by you) When the time comes they gon' try you (gon' try you) [?] how you applied it with, applied it with Now I gotta rock with it Niggas always tryna find a fuckin' plot to twist Got me stressin', thinkin' "how the fuck it got to this?" Now everybody got a hypothesis It's obvious, y'all just in it for the come up Got you niggas up 'till sun-up Y'all niggas just tryn' one-up Either way it won't add up, won't sum-up (sum-up) [Meechy Darko] Desperado! Loadin' hollows Desperado! Loadin' hollows Headshots, to all my rivals Never ever ever, had to fucking idle Bitches fake, niggas follow On the paper chase looks like I hit the lotto When the money [?] Desperado! Loadin' hollows Desperado! Loadin' hollows Headshots, to all my rivals Never ever ever, had to fucking idle Bitches fake, niggas follow On the paper chase looks like I hit the lotto When the money [?] [Zombie Juice] You know what it is, bitch you's the goat Don't play me no fool, rap niggas is food The coast be the move, this summer ain't safe I got no patience, these niggas masseurs Don't need no more patients Slid through the cracks in the matrix Pull up to the spot in a spaceship That red hat lame, lately your shit played Been doin' it new ways, no competition, no one to race We the shine that made it from the bottom Brooklyn, baby, yeah we got a problem Desperado, no tomorrow Six rings, six shooter, cling [Kirk Knight] Desperado, money over hoes, never over bros paperchasing and them hoes gon' follow Remain the same around the souls that's hollow Fuck it though Drink the bottle, drown my problems, Insta models Fuck them off and fly to death, I'm a walkin' coffin Laugh to the bank I can't hear you talkin' See so many signs, proceed with caution She wanna fuck in the Benz I don't park it Moments like this I just reminisce, back when a nigga just had no options Back when I take anybody wallet Young nigga out the Parkside and he 'bout it 'bout it But I just stay on the beat just to go feed my posse, look [Meechy Darko] Desperado! Loadin' hollows Desperado! Loadin' hollows Headshots, to all my rivals Never ever ever, had to fucking idle Bitches fake, niggas follow On the paper chase looks like I hit the lotto When the money [?] Desperado! Loadin' hollows Desperado! Loadin' hollows Headshots, to all my rivals Never ever ever, had to fucking idle Bitches fake, niggas follow On the paper chase looks like I hit the lotto When the money [?]