Straight Through
Kris Vercetti
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I’m a savage and you sweet Take advantage if you weak Niggas average I’m unique She like hold up who is you? Told that bitch that I’m the truth If I find out that she fluke Imma play her like a flute Imma savage and you sweet Take advantage if you weak I ain’t average I’m unique Keep a bad bitch in my sheets Imma dawg I go RUHH! I got Barz like a crook F*ck da law imma crook Apron on imma cook I put the flames to the grease I felt pain it was deep You complain every week I get brain till I’m sleep Made her squirt made her leak I observe before I speak Always learn from what I peep No new niggas on my team Overthinking Overdrinking No more liquor sober thinking Need my whips all over tinted My heart cold it’s over chilling I love pay day bitch Today a great day bitch My shawty slay slay shit She bad as bebe’s kids Record like Ray J did Imma take they shit I need a AK bitch Drop shit like mayday bitch I been running for the bucks She be classy till we f*ck I go night night when I nut Bite her ass cheek when I’m done I swear all these hoes recycled I won’t beat it I ain’t Michael Let her use her head like rhinos Then delete her like a typo Pockets fat like they need lipo Middle finger to my rivals Trigger finger for a rifle I stand tall I’m like I’m the Eiffel Nigga is you smokin huff? Niggas talking like they tough All that talking get you touched Stop that talking yous a bluff Nonchalant I’m too blunt St Laurent cost too much Extra sauce cook it up Imma boss you a chump Get involved you get jumped Drinkin Voss from my cup Took a loss got back up Took his braud she got fucked F*ck you mean f*ck you thought Bitch my team full of sharks Pop a bean for my scars Glock 19 let it spark Niggas see through they transparent She gon check out my appearance Remember when I turn 18 I started fuckin niggas parents Y’all mothers was some whores F*ck y’all thought that I was done She give me brain she give me gums I hop on beats and then go dumb You hop on beats but then you slum Throw your hood up Where you from? Coolin kit came with a drum All this paper cut my thumbs I need that bread Every crumb Middle fingers up to Trump My jewelry shining like the sun My niggas run down with that gun Niggas run like Forest Gump You get popped like you a bump While I’m at Ruth’s Chris eating lunch
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