Lyrics:
The only thing to do is to drink loads of cider
If you fcuk with us we'll pass on the infection
Up Zanzibar's with an injection
If you're bum starts
subscribe count over 100k, though we not all the same
He spells his name with a U, and mines with an A so...
Ima go back to burying the hatchet
Right where
in a cell
I love to tote the .38 because it catch the shells
Pocket monster, I ain't gotta tuck it by my belt
You know I keep that heater on me
timin' is wrong
Your friends always tyin' up every line on your phone
Yeah, but tell them bitches that you'll always be my missus
And the hardest part
so caught up S-E-X-U-A-L - sort
of a freaky situation
with a peppermint twist
Ricky or Mike is next on the list.
Nastified and all-funkified
Come'on
believe the competition leave the rest deceased
Really who the best since me?
Where your soul at really who the best is He
But you should know that I rest
pull they pistol when they see me in this race car
But you can't spell war without an A-R
15 I was pushing carts at K-Mart
By 21 they said I'd be
it the rest of my life
Then I just got started
Just right then - Not now
Don't speak
I can tell by the way that you
Stand in the moment
If your
ain't leaving K.E.S
Fuck with me you got your ass smoke
I do it quick so no one smell the gun smoke
I gotta get it down before the whistle blows
Slow I
You inhabit my praises
And You give way to the words I sing
You bring me near by the blood of Jesus
For He is now my peace
With open access
worry bout nothin'
You can kick up your legs now
I ain't lying, got hitters on top of hitters
Got hitters on top of hitters
Rest in peace to my nigga
We miss you, a'yo Kato
A'yo K', let me kick it with you for a minute
There was things left unsaid, dog, we wasn't finished
Never got to say thank
stay out the way
Not my birthday but I want all the cake
Southside I put on for the K
Old soul but i'm young like trae
Beat it up but she is not my bae
[B.G.]
Baby gangsta got an A.K.
With 50 shots for that ass
We play it raw on V.L.
If you lame you can't last
No hesitation in my trigga finga is
em
Not your mans shoulda known dat you left em
Henny my body my demons like test em
Add ah beam to da blick hope I rest em
Thought he was tuff till we
sometimes, sometimes I just feel like I wanna say)
(I wanna say, mmm, mmm, )
Cause it looks like another love T.K.O.
(Tired of gettin' beat up by love)
slams
I'm not a butt nut you know that I never bang
But I lick more coochie than K.D. Lang
But I'm not gonna kick an X-rated rap
And even if I did
by daylight
Stay with a dog SPD it's a K9
No Ja Morant but I come with the hang time
Aye, bitch I hit up Nique
Aye, Sxythe and me you know we creep
to fight fair
Blew up and grew up to be your worst nightmare
Nigga I thought you knew
That I wasn't the o-n-e, been bangin'
And givin' up the hood since
fast
(Eh, ah)
(Ow)
(mm ow)
(Eh, ah)
(Ow, ow)
(There is rest)
(Eh, ah)
(Ow)
(Rest, rest)
(Mm, ow)
(Eh, ah)
(Ow)
I hear you say
Change the way your going
you will come to no harm
By the way in the light we rest
While the evil is plunged in the dark side of the moon crest
A.k.H.E.N.A.T.O.N. Is a pro
you will come to no harm
By the way in the light we rest
While the evil is plunged in the dark side of the moon crest
A.k.H.E.N.A.T.O.N. Is a pro
alarm when the k go off
The scheme hott g city nuh laugh
Mi ah killer from me born
Not just bad in meh song
Play with yuh life pussy end up
stomach like cramps (ugh)
Yeah (what'd you do? How'd you do it?)
Soon as I got my money I ran through it
(I fucked up some commas)
I couldn't believe I
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