30For30 (feat. Al Benji)

Lyrics

Mmm, yo yo, ay, yuh
 Yuh yuh yuh
 Ay, yo yo
 Yuh yuh, oh yeah yeah, yuh yuh
 Ay, yuh
 Aimin' right at his top, pop his melon
 He a op, he a enemy, get him
 Put on horns if you want see the devil
 He get hot, I'ma pop out this bezzle
 I'm poppin' bands like this cold, bitch, no kettle
 Kick to get salad, but this shit ain't metal
 Slump like a snake, we gon wack you a rattle
 I might just attack you and keep it high 'fessional
 I told you I ain't lackin', I told you I'm savage
 FN and hollow tips aim at apartments
 I got that Nike check, lil' bitch, I'm joggin'
 Tell the lil' butthole, like please, get off me
 Remix that drink, get it out in the morning
 Sippin' on so much, this sip and I'm coughin'
 I'm a wifi so them bullets connect
 Diamonds dripping, put a house on my neck
 Walk with two choppers, or I walk with a TEC
 Little bitch, all I want is the sex
 Good brain like she passin' a test
 This ain't Nike but I stay with a check
 Five bands and that's just for some Gucci
 We're shooting ops, highlight reel it's a movie
 Bad bitch, ain't notice she boujie
 She suck me up, eat the dick like a smoothie
 Ay, she suck me up, she eat the dick like a smoothie
 Rap shit don't work, I'm back out stick it moving
 Keep two hammers, Bob the Builder, I'm toolin'
 Tell me, lil nigga, who is you fooling?
 Uh, who is you foolin'?
 Tell me who next? The bullets they big
 Big as baguettes
 She give me top, chop off the neck
 I wanna rock, might go jet flex
 I ain't mad 'cause the way that I flex
 So much ice, frostbite on my neck
 So much ice you might slip when I walk in
 Chest shots, woulda thought he was coughin'
 Bullets ripping through his chest just like he hopin'
 Bitch, gimme head, I don't wanna hear talkin'
 Ball on niggas, I ain't talking 'bout sportin'
 

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Song Details

Duration
01:41
Key
1
Tempo
133 BPM

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