
SK Gang Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Nah, dead fuckin' ass
I ain't even lyin, It's Tha Cousin for real
You know, Mr Bousins, nah bitch, heh
It's Tha Cousins foreal, you get me
Niggas street nigga counterfeit
Foenem be surrounding shit
Killed him cuz he mugging I don't want points we aint counting this
Magazine on my counter bitch
Cant lie I lost count of hits
Fuck boy you aint down with this, watch who you encounter with
Laughin bout that SK shit
Leave your whole fam pouting bitch
On it all day like we founded licks, 65 a red fountain bitch
NIgga I dont ever rest, I be high as that mountain bitch
No pole you powerless, yo block rep cowardice
Runnin back and forth like suicide
I aint smoke no flowers bitch
Crash out twin tower shit, Gang said they proud of Six
Once we in them cars I dont know how you gettin outta this
Beto loaded up he bouta give ya homies a shower bitch
On I4 with this pole Im in traffic saving my soul
Bitch im blowin Os, I be smokin on some dro
Nigga french inhaling shit
Bitch its coming thru my nose
All my problems standing on the other side of my door
Bitch I be evolving show you different sides of my flow
Problem nigga solve it, show me how low you gone go
I be high observing I be posted on a plateau
And yo dead bro gettin roled, nigga come get some smoke
Niggas street nigga counterfeit
Foenem be surrounding shit
Killed him cuz he mugging I don't want points we aint counting this
Magazine on my counter bitch
Cant lie I lost count of hits
Fuck boy you aint down with this, watch who you encounter with
Laughin bout that SK shit
Leave your whole fam pouting bitch
On it all day like we founded licks, 65 a red fountain bitch
NIgga I dont ever rest, I be high as that mountain bitch
No pole you powerless, yo block rep cowardice
I Cant go to bed, dead opps in my head
I count bread and I count lead
I paid 5 racks for these threads
Im going in but thats nothing new, im never lacking but what about you
Lookin for smoke it come from the roof
Back in the day I was shopping at Rue
Niggas aint tryna join the feast
Washed niggas really tryna compete
Got the drop aint going to sleep
Ima circle round the spot till we meet
Shooting stars emulate from the wrist
Shooting stars dont you fall of ya feet
I go backwards I sow and I reap
Sandman put a nigga to sleep
It couldnt be clearer huh you just smoke and mirrors
6-5 shit RIP Trigga, Switch or not it aint gone differ
Seen my cousin die shit made me shiver, Im bringing niggas the smoke like a dealer
Pop a nigga and then let that simmer
And this Mac spit last name Miller
Niggas street nigga counterfeit
Foenem be surrounding shit
Killed him cuz he mugging I don't want points we aint counting this
Magazine on my counter bitch
Cant lie I lost count of hits
Fuck boy you aint down with this, watch who you encounter with
Laughin bout that SK shit
Leave your whole fam pouting bitch
On it all day like we founded licks, 65 a red fountain bitch
NIgga I dont ever rest, I be high as that mountain bitch
No pole you powerless, yo block rep cowardice