Hunting Season
Sir Michael Rocks, Xavier Wulf
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"F*ck somebody talkin bout man" What's up what they talkin bout? "Bust this niggas head right now" AK9P niggas here Chillin right next to the frozen sea I'll bust, I'll bust his ass out Ay, Banco! Ooh ooh that's him that's him Young, slim, diamond skin but My element is wind Let me begin from the jump where my pops was He threw me into the lake Where them sharks was That's how I learned how to swim So I swam to the shore And then I hopped out the water like - Guilty with blood on my limbs The glove didn't fit but I tried To pull it over my knuckles I guess it's rejecting me It wasn't in my destiny I got the fake Gucci bag filled with cash And a glass filled with red water The closest we got the philosophers stone The camera on top as it watches my home And then I saw the 12 walking up to the gate Ooh bitch that's a mistake don't do that! For they sake I just hope that they knock and They leave when I don't answer the doorbell Cause if I gotta try and Escape and release the chimera It ain't gonna go well Them Xans in my pocket A hand full of debit cards All my niggas either doin scams Or the credit fraud All of my niggas fucked as f*ck They don't give a f*ck About fuckin' shit up I don't give a f*ck if the bitch wanna f*ck She gon have to up that mighty dollar Bitch go get a gram of some fuckin' - And if you can't do it then I'mma holla 14th Squad coming for them dollas' Hoes pop ass when they see us walk up, huh? Damn my sword sharp as f*ck Damn these haters mad at us Bitch I don't give no f*ck I bet they won't come run up I'm slashin' and dashin' all over they ass Nigga don't ask if he still breathin' I'm a God damn heathen smokin' weed from Now til a young nigga stop breathin' You bitch! All my niggas gettin money all My niggas stackin' up All my niggas eatin good all My niggas bustin' nuts All these young sluts on our Nuts cause we stackin' up All these young bitches suck our Nuts cause we stackin' bucks Hell yeah bruh F*ck all you hatin ass niggas out There bruh what you mean bruh We ain't gon do shit but Tell the truth my nigga What's wrong with you nigga's bruh What's wrong with you foolish Ass nigga's bruh Get the f*ck on somewhere bruh Go get you some money bitch
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