INDURSTY KINGS ft. OMINVS Lyrics

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OMINVS Produced This

Yuh, Yuh

UUAAGGHH

Shut your fucking mouth

You ain't gonna do a thing

Lil Bitch Ass Nigga

I'm the Mothafuckin king (BITCH!)

Better watch where you walkin

Bitch, Imma Pop your spleen

Right on your street

Where You'll mothafuckin' Bleed (YUH!)

None of ya niggas know how to flow

Pussy Ass Nigga you ain't gonna blow

Pussy ass nigga you gonna fold

Pussy ass nigga what do ya know

All you niggas are so lame

All you niggas sound the same

Stay inside yo fuckin lane

Before I bust you in your fuckin brain

Tell me what you lil bitches have to fuckin' say

Imma pull up on yo block, get you fuckin sprayed

No, I'm not afraid to bust you in your face

Lil Bitch ass nigga imma lay you in your grave

Sometimes i just wanna hop on stage

Get a shotgun and blow my brains

Some people just call me insane

I don't give a fuck, imma do this everyday

Shut your fucking mouth

You ain't gonna do a thing

Lil Bitch Ass Nigga

I'm the Mothafuckin king (BITCH!)

Better watch where you walkin

Bitch, Imma Pop your spleen

Right on your street

Where You'll mothafuckin' Bleed (YUH!)

Imma keep on screaming' til my throat fuckin' bleeds

I dont give a fuck if you hate to hear me scream

Bitch, Imma Fiend, Lemme pop a couple beans

I don't Give a fuck, I'm like Nascar With the Feet

None of you could be me, even if you tried to be

We're the type of niggas that will take over the industry

Shout out to OMINVS who produced this beat for me

He's the motherfucker that gave me the lock n key

I don't give a fuck, all ya niggas can hate on me

I'm Not the one that is losing sleep over me

Shut your fucking mouth

You ain't gonna do a thing

Lil Bitch Ass Nigga

I'm the Mothafuckin king (BITCH!)

Better watch where you walkin

Bitch, Imma Pop your spleen

Right on your street

Where You'll mothafuckin' Bleed (YUH!)

W-Wait!

Drop Down, Shoot The Opps Up

T-Too Fast, And This Motherfuckers Gon Drop (Aye)

Who You Motherfuckin' You Praying To? (My God)

All These Bullets Turn Atheists' Into Christians

What's Up In the function

You Ran Outta Love Bitch

Niggas On the Fuck Shit (Aye)

We Gon' Bring Our .20s

Now We Fuckin' Comin'

Now We Really Runnin'

Shoot his head off, Russian (Aye, Yeah)

Shut your fucking mouth

You ain't gonna do a thing

Lil Bitch Ass Nigga

I'm the Mothafuckin king (BITCH!)

Better watch where you walkin

Bitch, Imma Pop your spleen

Right on your street

Where You'll mothafuckin' Bleed (YUH!)