Aztec Flow – Vertigo

Aztec Flow – Vertigo Lyrics

Artist: Aztec Flow
Song: Vertigo

{Verse 1} Atahan
You know me well enough
That when I get pushed imma hit them bars
But I found out that they fake

Like that Nicki Minajs arse
I spotted them out like a red dot on their foreheads
Im like sonic the hedgehog
One flash of light and your dead

A Bigfoot lookalike
Leave him sinking like his a davy jones
And 80 clones, won’t be able to take him home
So Ali g had get some butter

Called Borat to take bruno to mars
Who knows
His pen touched paper but nothing went thru tho,
He don’t matter like Pluto, shards

This bodybag hidden like Cluedo (huh?)
He needed a check by reality
I dare em to battle me
Step up to the plate, and ill make his mama be proud of me

Im the new kid on the block now, I bully these fakes aye
Don’t make man go back to my old-ways
I can do this all day
All this hype got him throwing up

His weave too tight need sowing up
On god I hope he showing up
And I heard his homeboy been hoeing up
f#ckin’ hell, I couldn’t help myself

I took a shot almost burned myself
But we made it clique and it went bang
Thats when you know it ain’t bout myself
So they thinking that they hard

But won’t back it up bars
And they looking like Bashar
Yet still dunno who they are
And they wanna stomp the yard

But they all bark and no bite
Us underdogs will never die
Saw his girl and I broke the ice
Wait, Tec its about that time

Gotta finish him quick imma Mortal Kombat it
What happen to them when we caught em napping
What happen to them when they sold their souls
That is the meaning of Vertigo Syndrome

Vertigo
Vertigo
Vertigo
Vertigo

You over here thinking your stacking dollars bruh w/ that small #ss Gucci purse
Your girl over here screaming “Oh God” like she had a demon exercised in a church
Like damn, Call the preacher
Take this L, nice to meet ya

Heard your trash, caught a seizure
Talk like the king but you only on features
Like damn
Or you drop a teaser

Or you think your pockets fat like Ebenezer
Ima #ssh#l# like Dirty Harry
Yous bad at everything like Tyler Perry
Like woah, left on read

Confused as f#ck like Bill and Ted
Yo face look like an Ewark
Let yo b#tch talk, like please stop
And you tried to raise the stakes

But forgot to bring the bar
Like Nixon w/ the tapes
You got caught w/ your hand in the jar
Like Pablo running arms, ya

Capone without the scars, uh
Sinatra in the palms
But you ain’t them, you ain’t living large ay
Yo stupid #ss sounds like.. (I can’t say that)

Mixed with the fact you have no yay
And that you ain’t from where you claim
You Bobby Hill a let down on both days
Like God Damn

Ma f#ckers feeling butt hurt
You Moe Szyslak but much worse
Sound like Ja Ja with that verse
You need a bandage for that burn

Ay, yo, ay, yo
Need a bandage for that burn
Now the tables have turned
Ay, ay

Yo guess we up next, Ata said we finna flex, we Raw we in the flesh, like ay
Vertigo
Vertigo
Vertigo

Vertigo
{Verse 3} Echo The Don
Popping bottles, the boys out here go full throttle
Imma show you theres no tomorrow, the time you have must be borrowed

I will kill you, but I didn’t want the dirt on my hands
Curtain and fans, you hurt little man?
Church in the back
Your purse ain’t a bag

Bring a hurst for the fallacies
Throw them in the Hudson
Y’all the same, y’all a dime a dozen
I can spit about anything, everything

And it would come across like its nothing
Super soaked man I come for the pumping
This sh#t is dope, better run for the public
Mistletoe, any girls that be coming

Miss the flow and ill hurl in his bombing
You didn’t know me like that
Three amigos with the homies on track
Let the weed go, bless the trio

I see the three yo, stunting I’m whack
Let me come in like my singles could
Fly the flytrap up Inglewood
Hahahaha get it?

All of you jumping up in a pink, shirt
Punching the nose of the sphinx, hurt
Imma leave em like some C’s, dirt
Calling me Skepta you getting, murked

Specify, mystify, spiritual, lyrical
Emotional drinking and tearful
Fearful, raging and aging in stages
Knocking em out of the bases

Choke him, no oxygen to the brain
Mic check one too man I go insane
Team full of vets you crack soldiers
Y’all f#cking bad watch your back focus

Try battling bars, imma Chris Brown Rihanna’s maybe that’ll be my start
Talking about a murk, but it ain’t about a car
Y’all need cheques, reality – heres my card
Vertigo

Vertigo
Vertigo
Vertigo
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From the album:
Vertigo [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021