ztpyoungin x gmsbeno killerseen (Radio Edit) Lyrics
- Genre:Folk
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
What you tell em, Mariah
Tell em
Tell em
What you tell them, Wadi-On
Tell em
What you tell them, Key-Vorce
Tell em, bruh
Tell em, Key-Vorce
I tell you, you stay out of the corner, runnin' through
We bust his ass, smackin' posters on that page
Fuck that
Do your task
When I see that red karma, baby, I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
On my way
I say ooh, ooh, the mama, she gon' make a n**** pop
I say ooh, ooh, the mama, I can't wait to get the drop
I say ooh, ooh, the mama, say a word, get popped
I have nightmares and flashbacks, what a n**** want me dead
You'll see a nigga stand beside your bed
Fire, fire, left him dead
Fingerprint, what is that
Can't let them catch me, I'ma slide in a cat
I say, doom, doom, doom, fire, fire, yeah, he dead
Put bullets in his chest, put bullets in his head
Make his mama ride on me, catch me up inside the van
Make his brother kill me, after that, then I'm dead
If I'm still living by the bullet, then I'm a soldier
When you see a Z-hop out the cut, guess what I told you
I said, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm
Make a nigga pop
I said, mhm, mhm, mhm, go mama, I can't wait to get the trophy
Mhm, mhm, mhm, go mama, say a word and get a pause
I said, mhm, mhm, mhm, go mama, she gone make a nigga pause
I said mhm, mhm, mhm, go mama, she gone make a nigga pause
I said, mhm, mhm, mhm, go mama, I can't wait to get the trophy
Mhm, mhm, mhm, go mama, say a word and get a pause
Rode in his bitch, he got a new pole Riding on his block, got a drink, oh
Catching all that, I bet she gon' let it blow Leave a nigga laying where his face go
Smoking on that bleeder pack, bitch, get that I-Pack Brother, get your soul snatched, you know I'm gon' let it go
I got a bad bitch on my side, she down to ride, we set him up I got that cone, just pick him up, tell them bitches that my mom
I call BJ, he spinning, he gon' let it blow They saw that drink, oh damn, everybody froze
Yell a nigga from the hood, we let him know I call that boy a partner, then we smoke him off