letra de kinfolks - dtay59
[intro]
gang, uh i’m finna light up real quick
[verse]
gang-gang
i told bro hit the ganj, you’d think a n-gga run track the way he ran
i-i don’t got no f-cking friends my brothers stayed beside they w mans
i’m trynna spin the benz, i’m trynna spin again, we got his mans
she wanna stay the night i’m with my twin, i told her bring a friend
you playing with yo life, i’ll up this drac’ lil’ b-tch, this heaven sent
the draco’ 7.62 got hallow tips, sh-t flying through the wind
he a foe, boy he not my kin
yeah, you know i’m clutching the gen
yea-yeah, ain’t popping that perc that sh-t fent
yea-yeah, you’ll get popped for thinking you him
yea-yeah, wanna ball but my glock on the bench
arp gonna green like the grinch
ah-all my glockies got extensions
ah-all my b-tches got extensions
po-pop my fye my finger itchin’
he want smoke? we leave him missing
yeah, they-they gon’ miss me when i’m gone, n-gga (they gon’ miss me when i’m gone)
hm, uh yeah i know yo b-tch gon’ play my song, n-gga
yeah we trynna get em’ gone
(they gon’ miss me when i’m gone, ah)
this b-tch trynna cuff, but she gon’ do me wrong
i put all my trust inside my brothers, but what they really on?
they-they said it’s f-ck my brother so f-ck them too, like what ya’ll really on?
they said cut the auto-tune, you ain’t gon’ blow, well prove me wrong
he do the dash, no babytron
and i’m trynna f-ck, and she throwin’ ass off fentanyl
can’t sit still, i’m off a perc, yeah i’m off a aderall (gang, gang)
i told bro hit the ganj, you’d think a n-gga run track the way he ran
i-i don’t got no f-cking friends my brothers stayed beside they w mans
i’m trynna spin the benz, i’m trynna spin again, we got his mans
she wanna stay the night, i’m with my twin, i told her bring a friend
you playing with yo life, i’ll up this drac’ lil’ b-tch, this heaven sent
the draco’ 7.62 got hallow tips, sh-t flying through the wind
he a foe, boy he not my kin
yeah, you know i’m clutching the gen
yea-yeah, ain’t popping that perc that sh-t fent
yea-yeah, you get popped for thinking you him
yea-yeah, wanna ball but my glock on the bench
arp gonna green like the grinch, hm
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