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Sirens (feat. Donny B)

by Krazy Khano

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They coming like the sirens (uh) keep bandennas on Keep the bpm take take take that run On your ass a mile is gone I might've gone to mars or something She side to side and she shake her hips when the manyana's come Probably, probably bleed up out speakers warriors I bring for features What you feature in? Nothing with Tril in it you finna miss Mr demon with the predators man, how you spend your shit You spend your time and pray for head Think bout your dick bitch pick your feast and feed of it Off em Off em coughing they coughing get gassed Speed dial on the dash flipping the tab Big poppa is bringing the bag he pop ya and move in a dash Been lying and giving you tabs the movement is heading for mass chaotic collateral I need a ladder move I mean a badass mood come for a G Dead embarrass you, you blast on you Renovate the team we break the lights, bust the ice from the heist elevate the dream For liberation nibble nice, hate to see so anxiously they step to me this art my vice You don't believe your faith deceased, you need a life Run my guy, they ain't Go leave you they'll shatter your peace deny you a smile Run my guy, get that money, get that ho , build your shit up high Run my guy, the dark don't shy tell your ass how high, don't ask why Run my guy, run my guy, run it up, run it up (uh) Yeah, Donny B Run my guy, Be like Commissioner Gordon all up in Gotham like Run my guy, Be like Kumaren, bossing, hop in a foreign you're gonna run for your life You're gonna beat us with boredom, I never join em coz I'm on a run my guy Looking to us for the funds my guy then it's bye, bye, bye Checking that y'all all hype on mic but a bad connect like it's wifi lite (yeah) Thinking we like for like but I steal the show you're a fly by night (yeah) Thinking it's hype on hype like the major slap is basic as you blatant rappers Faking dabs for the vibe tonight but I went Psych Trilgy's beat like a siren, hear it and y'all getting violent Kicks finna do all the damage, you dying Saying it's wack then you capping, you lying Nothing like Lucious, nothing like Pryde We on the loose like we puffing them gwaais (yeah) Taking that breath one time coz I be feeling these rhymes I write and I'm Stepping up a level and I pedal to metal Never wanted but I gotta so I'm never gonna settle If you wanna then I gotta prove it, gotta give a demo And I give it but I'm never gonna mess up with the tempo Thinking it's fun when I rap like that but you undermine Facts on facts and I wonder why they panic when they see Khan and I, better Run my guy, they ain't Go leave you they'll shatter your peace deny you a smile Run my guy, get that money get that ho, build your shit up high Run my guy, the dark don't shy tell your ass how high, don't ask why Run my guy, run my guy, run it up, run it up (uh) And this, and this, and this deadly this deadly on your marks get steady I'm fed up I'm sipping that henny Caddle up in the truck or the bentley Whatever the location get ready Hit em up black and blue plus reddish Only that green is her fettish Letting out steam from the water Keep the geysers on raindrops is deadly Only stop when the red dot hit a headshot, sip a dop drink a coke give a fuck what on Where the mob where the Gs tryna make new song? Where I'm at with the work yeah we dropping futons Blow the fuse short fore the news come with they cams out tryna prove something (go) What you tryna see what you finding here What you gonna do? what you gonna know? what you gonna (whoa) Chop it up chop it up (uh) giving em death in a row Stop capping you hitting a hat-trick Jimmy's ain't scoring no goals Need to make ends meet so greet the beginning though Like Prep work like Donny's work maintain the vision (whoa) Tap it and drop it a listen, feel like you drifting in mist with upliftment Driving and wilding out whipping fuck up and grind the transmission Vibing and jiving get riffing jump up in the pool with some bitches Wizen up count your digits then pick apart who your friends is Advise you to be jogging gently when they kick you out of that list Run my guy, they ain't Go leave you they'll shatter your peace deny you a smile Run my guy, get that money get that ho, build your shit up high Run my guy, the dark don't shy tell your ass how high, don't ask why Run my guy, run my guy, run it up, run it up (uh)

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