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Don’t (Tundra Remix)
- All of my opps dead
- leave em in the dirt
- put em with the maggots
- I won’t even sweat
- I’m gettting em smoked
- They get left in caskets
- Ain’t even a threat
- They don’t want the smoke
- But that’s all I can give
- Give it like a blunt
- Make em disappear
- Yea I make em vanish
- Leave em in a urn as ashes
- Ain’t nothing in life certain,
- Cuz im still alive, and I don’t pay taxes
- I got a stick like branches
- I’m gonna shoot it at em,
- Their blood gon’ paint the concrete like a canvas
- I’m just the better rapper
- The words turn ya to Casper
- Surrendering don’t matter
- Waiting’ for the opps to act
- Is like Christians waiting for the goddamn rapture
- Know that I keep a heater
- Know that I’m way too eager
- To make opps meet Grim Reaper
- They sweet cookies like Keebler
- No limit I’m a speeder
- Matte black M8 comp Beamer
- For their dumbasses need to make this shit easier
- Yea I’m way up in the clouds like a meteor
- Yea when it comes to clout they couldn’t be needier
- A butcher to em, the Glock a meat cleaver
- When I first saw em knew that they were sweeter,
- Then anything you could find in the freezer
- I’m am the plug so I don’t need a dealer
- They lay in pine boxes made out of cedar
- I got his bitch and I hit from the back
- They up in this wood so I smoke on their pack
- If you see me up it then you better quack
- I’m lookin down so much got a hunchback
- Because i’m on top yea I’m simply unmatched
- All you can see, only guy to look up at
- Throw bullets and run like my name is Mcnabb
- Can’t take me down cause I haven’t collapsed
- Yet
- Don’t want his bitch she ratchet
- Switching the flow like my last bitch
- Had to go get me a bad bitch
- Got too many bands i’m that rich
- Jealous cause he got a fat bitch
- Jealous hoes want me to tap, bitch
- Think that im capping you smoking
- South Park his high ass is doing cat piss
- Shot him and put him on a cross, Swiss
- Get your shit slapped just like Rock, Chris
- He touch my money its not his
- Aks and Draco’s we armed with
- Don’t play wit us boy you will not live
- I can just tell you don’t want this
- Leave him wondering where the clock is
- Twelve wondering where the Glock is
- Not rapping right now I just talk shit
- Telling him boy he don’t want this
- Telling him boy he don’t want this
- Told that fuck boy now let’s get back to rapping
- Give him some action if he keep on actin
- Driving a Beamer when I caught him lacking
- Next to him at a red lights, camera, flashing
- You hear that shit cracking, he get to crashing
- Gave him a movie he could fucking act in
- Get to him all his belongings we snatching
- Call me a croc cause on this beat I’m snapping
- He pull up on me like metal he scrapping
- I pull up on him like metal im strapping
- Already know he know nothin bout strapping
- Flew outta the window when he was crashing
- Don’t let them past me but I keep em passing
- Away, from me bitch cause if not then ya gambling
- Woo
- I Can say that Ive made him suffer
- I wish that your dad would of worn a rubber
- I would say that I’d fuck your mother
- Don’t think I can get through all of that blubber
- For rap got to much of a hunger
- Why I’m so cold you wonder
- All of my opps are dead
- Leave body’s cold
- Fourteen feet under
- I go Ray Charles, I can’t see, glock put him in a coma
- I sent seven to heaven bitch, like seven up, like soda
- If any witnesses, they gonna get sat down like a sofa
- Cause that’s that shit I don’t like, is a snitch, shout out Sosa
- All of my opps are dead,
- Leave body’s cold,
- Put ‘em in a tundra, Woo
- Woo
- Woo
- Woo
- Woo
- Woo
- Woo
- Woo
- Woo
- Woo
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