HeartBreak Kid
1KGeneral
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I'm the heartbreak kid, I can't love you, lil' mama When we f*ck, yeah, I'm gon' use a condom She say, pass the bottle, she ridin' for a thottle She let me drive the boat like we goin' to Bahamas I f*ck on your mama since you wantin' problems Subtracting you niggas while I'm stockin' up commas Dividin the city, on the south with some choppas I'm throwin' up fours like my name is Klay Thompson I'm throwin' up fours and I'm totin' a llama All that fussin' and typin', niggas don't want no drama We kidnap', your grandma since you wanna argue Got the beam on the Canik , gon' lock out your motha You know when I up it, I made niggas cha-cha Outside of his crib with his 300 choppas We aimin' his head, make him duck and go bye-bye For all of that talkin', we make his ass sky high All of that talkin', we made niggas skydive Embarrass a nigga, we left his ass black-eyed Knocked more hoes off the list than Bundy Ass real soft and she go by lovely She eat the meat, her twin's Jeffrey Dahmer Fuckin with me her pussy I slaughter Hold on, don't go by him, I'm 1K, Stay out the streets, go to church on Sunday Know I come through, swing a brooms like lunch Lady High note, Mariah Carey singin' this chop ring At his back door with the Glock out If he come through, I'ma shoot, knock his lights out Bitch, what the f*ck you mean you don't suck dick F*ck out my house, all I wanted was a nut, bitch Man, you a nut bitch, sayin' you don't suck dick Thinkin' I'ma trick on you, get the f*ck, bitch Hold on, I'm a heartbreak kid, I can't love you, lil' mama When we f*ck, yeah, I'm gon' use a condom She say, pass the bottle, she ridin' for a thottle She let me drive the boat like we goin' to Bahamas I f*ck on your mama since you wantin problems Subtracting you niggas while I'm stackin' up commas Dividin' the city on the side with some choppas I'm throwin' up fours like my name is Klay Thompson Ayy, some loose screws, with me, tryna put somethin' to sleep Make you post R.I.P, cause your friend DIE Knocked the dreads off the nigga, left him bald, Mr. Clean He was tryna be a wolf, but he was more like a sheep All that huffin' and puffin', got found in the streets Make my vultures come and get you, know we all gotta eat Know we all gon' feast, stack a hundred to this beat All you hear is gun sounds, just for creepin' down this street Ayy, she been shakin' ass all week In the club all night, ain't gettin' no sleep You can tell she a freak, how she twerkin' on her knees If that nigga keep starin', we gon' put his ass to sleep I ain't never f*ck with Barney, I got purple on me I got 30 on me, know it's stuffed in my jeans So like Curry, I squeeze in the corner from three Aim it down sight, so you know that it's green Uh, 1KNT, bitch
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