letra de glook! - kid kwazii
[hook]
that’s your song n-gga? you should be embarrassed
calculate moves n-gga i ain’t ever careless
i could care less if a n-gga wanna die
i’m the type to put a n-gga on a shirt
and wear it
show up at the funeral and hope n0body notices
that i wipe noses
roses, open his casket
3 bullet holes where the colon is
before i leave give his daughter my condolences
[verse 1]
like i’m so so sorry that your daddy was a hoe
had his addy
automatically grabbing for the pole
he was talking but any n-gga who knows mе knows
kwazii ain’t chatty
holy smokes (alright)
metal to your brain
d-ck too your main thang
pedal to thе frame make the whip switch lanes
t-pain big ass chain this bling swing insane king the k-kid the same thing
[verse 2]
when i came in everyone was talking real loud
where the same n-ggas at right now?
n-ggas disappearing
choppa got his brain on the ground
now he thinking out loud
ed sheeran
and i got my mojo back
i can do numbers on a solo track
came 6 deep like a cola pack
ion f-ck with these n-ggas
doja cat
for me to fall off means i would have to miss
unfortunately i could hit some sh-t like this
then sing to your b-tch make her french kiss d-ck
hit a old school flow then a slow song switch to a hard core beat with a dc flip and a k man twist
while i sound all p-ssed
like f-ck you f-ck your gang b-tch you a swish
on a song till i dip and i’ll still sound crisp
godd-mn don’t send me no open lil n-gga
i’ll leave you on open like n-gga
so who want the smoke
i’m moving like you get a l and you get a l
i’m operah lil n-gga
this sh-t leave you bleedin’ and soakin’ lil n-gga
got atheists pleading and hoping jehovah is over there n-gga i move like a doberman n-gga controlling my october till i hit my quota lil n-gga like ovo
kwazii decide how the story go
n-ggas hate me like i when to corleone
b-tches fighting for me like the maury show
[verse 3]
like i got a b-tch named valerie (for real)
and valerie she on a diet (okay)
so i told her this d-ck zero calories (yeah)
now it’s her favourite since i let her try it(yeah yeah yeah yeah)
i f-ck like i hate her when i get behind it
it’s up in the coochie if i tell her hide it
she want some new gucci if i tell her ride it
i know she a hoochie so i’ll be declining
she won’t deny it, she’ll tell you she know what she like
money she won’t have to earn and sum pipe
funny that n-ggas will call that a wife
i call that sh-t an obstacle for life
i’d like to give you positive advice (sike)
i’m just playing b-tch ain’t nothing nice
put a n-gga in the sky we gon air it
i can catch a n-gga in the eye if he starin
and these b-tched fightin over me make em share it
im a trendsetter they gon cop what im wearin
im a bone crusher n-gga im never scarin
couldn’t listen to your track but brother if-
[hook]
that’s your song n-gga? you should be embarrassed
calculate moves n-gga i ain’t ever careless
i could care less if a n-gga wanna die
i’m the type to put a n-gga on a shirt
and wear it
show up at the funeral and hope n0body notices
that i wipe noses
roses, open his casket
3 bullet holes where the colon is
before i leave give his daughter my condolences
(alright)
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