Mobile Suit Woe - Xavier Wulf

I wake up every morning and do what the fuck I want

And I don’t deal with nobody til I smoke my blunt

I take his last meal if he assuming I’m a punk

You get yo ass caught inside my cage then we done

These niggas talking shit with no metals on they arms

But bitch I’m laid out whole suit made of armor

Captain Mobile Suit let blood wings fly out my armor

Let me catch him slipping I’ma drag him to his momma

I can’t ever fall boy I run the whole tundra

You bring a fool to me I’ll breathe some ice in his stomach

Now he can’t bare the pain you see blood when he vomit

I told this boy ahead of time that he ain’t even want it

Now I’ll be smoking blunts that make me think I’m in Dubai

And I’m still moving forward with my fleet on the right

My whole squad healthy looking up to the sky

And we gon sail forever we won’t ever lose a fight

Nowadays labels hit us up and we know why

Cuz we killing all them signed artists on sight

And bitch we gon decline til the situation right

I let Hollow Squad the Coffin Fleet sink a nigga life

Bitch