Sonya - Guns & Roses lyrics

Verse 1 (Sonya): Don't step on my toes honey I've got a lot of friends that can be your foes honey I spit s*** like I'm sick as fifth floors honey I talk slick, I don't slip, lip or soles honey I'm so money You're a penny pincher Pinch hitter My flow's quicker Game kicker Skin color of malt liqour Slim figure Heavy hitter Never flincher Hip switcher Shoulder's back I walk chin up, what? I mind my business, that's my peace of mind Read between the lines and the fine print Trust no words and most vibes kid, I'm violent Disrespect me, I'll smack a b**** in both eyelids Black bison Trapped inside a young siren That means I'm beauty & the beast at the same time (whooo) I shut it down, I make it pop right? (whoooo) I come around them n***** flock right? (whooo) I f*** around and make it hot like, drop like Slow whips with no headlights (It's the same fingers pulling triggers throwing roses at your feet, so I load it, never tote it, quick to draw, and slow to speech cause) Hook: They will shoot you down They will shoot you down They will shoot you down They will shoot you down Verse 2 (Alpha): It's young Alpha A.k.a the young Malcolm A.k.a I'm still wildin' A.k spray your whole outfit A.k.a a bad outcome A k-i-double L-e-r Roses for the dead Pull a trigger, k** a n****, ain't no better PR I'm aiming for your head The jig is up, we see y'all The truth can get you k**ed, but I still preach dog I'm in the trenches trying to reach God Buckin' with the right, in the left a rosary I'll make the devil say nobody's cold as me It's time to go to war f** diplomacy Strap, check Bullets, check Past gone, future dead Eyes black, roses red Family blown, the homies wept Strap, check Bullets, check Past gone, future dead Eyes black, roses red (2x) Hook: They will shoot you down They will shoot you down They will shoot you down They will shoot you down