Kit Kat
Mak11 and Kp28
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I’m tryna run up them big racks I do not f*ck with the riff raff Bitch better suck me like Tic Tacs I’m just tryn cut ain’t no chit chat Hoe I admit that, aye, yuh Ima real one and they been cap Light up a blunt while I sip Ac High off them drugs where the stick at I’m on her tongue like a Kit Kat Know ima split that, aye, yuh Hop in the whip and then skirt off, bottomless Thought that that chick was your girl dog, not your bitch Wok got me sick I be hurling up sauce and drip Walk down that kid cuz I heard he was talking shit, aye Yuh Want a chopper no glock by the hip like a copper White chalk round an op he got hit on the block Man they plot on my spot I can’t slip I ain’t stopping dog Brought me a mop for the drip that I’m dropping I got me the squad we gon kick it like soccer Tryn stock up the guap with the clique boy you awkward Your thot she be stalking the kid better watch her Gon blow all my dollars til I’m in the coffin I’m smoking on sour I’m high like a rocket I’m focused on power and lining my pockets My foes be some cowards I grind til I profit I’m tryna run up them big racks I do not f*ck with the riff raff Bitch better suck me like Tic Tacs I’m just tryn cut ain’t no chit chat Hoe I admit that, aye, yuh Ima real one and they been cap Light up a blunt while I sip Ac High off them drugs where the stick at I’m on her tongue like a Kit Kat Know ima split that, aye, yuh Shordy stop playing just quit that Pop to the crib baby you know you with that I ain't gonna lie to you I'm gon admit That I don't wanna talk I just wanted to hit that Come to our block in the 6ix hear the click clack Hollows are savage they'll eat em like Big Macs Wasn't my fault that this kid and his bitch slack Crippled a man I'll be taking his bitch back Keep all these keys on the low that we pressing Don't ride on the gang or you'll meet Smith & Wesson This nine millimetre will teach you a lesson You'll never forget and we never confessing to shit Running from feds with the clique Catching the ops when they slip Never gon trip Ima young savage who came with the drip Shordy be wet cuz I flex like the gym I’m tryna run up them big racks I do not f*ck with the riff raff Bitch better suck me like Tic Tacs I’m just tryn cut ain’t no chit chat Hoe I admit that, aye, yuh Ima real one and they been cap Light up a blunt while I sip Ac High off them drugs where the stick at I’m on her tongue like a Kit Kat Know ima split that, aye, yuh
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