King Von, Boss Top - Like The Beatles lyrics
[King Von, Boss Top - Like The Beatles lyrics]
My Glock knocking like speakers
Niggas gettin' popped like liters
Talkin' my shit like a preacher
Nigga want that feature
Have that bread like Pita
Fuck what you think they
Was talkin bout Jesus
Hopped off the porch I was
Young with the heater caught me a body
I was creepin' like Jeepers
Nigga want that feature
Have that bread like Pita
Fuck what you think they
Was talkin bout Jesus
Hopped off the porch I was
Young with the heater caught me a body
I was creepin' like Jeepers
Smoking on gas, Diesel
I'm on yo ass, ain't talkin Evisu
Popped me an addie
Dropped school i'm a teacher
And i'm so focused, I don't even need em
Pockets on swollie red Bottoms bleeding
Fuck all the opps xan money don't feed 'em?
Murder, make a play
Sellin crack to the geekers
My guys rock like the Beatles
My Glock knocking like speakers
Niggas gettin' popped like liters
Talkin' my shit like a preacher
Nigga want that feature
Have that bread like Pita
Fuck what you think they
Was talkin bout Jesus
Hopped off the porch I was
Young with the heater caught me a body
I was creepin' like Jeepers
Smoking on gas, Diesel
I'm on yo ass, ain't talkin Evisu
Popped me an addie
Dropped school i'm a teacher
And i'm so focused, I don't even need em
Pockets on swollie red Bottoms bleeding
Fuck all the opps xan money don't feed 'em
Murder, make a play
Sellin crack to the geekers
I don't cuff hoes no more i just freak em
Lord please give me TRoy I need em
Opps want dick then O Block'll feed em
Bitch this runtz, we ain't smoking on Keisha
Diamonds lifestyle bitch we living lavish
And it got back man, that nigga savage
Let a nigga play i'mma put him in a casket
Nigga want smoke cuz his brother in a casket
My guys rock like the Beatles
My Glock knocking like speakers
Niggas gettin' popped like liters
Talkin' my shit like a preacher
Nigga want that feature
Have that bread like Pita
Fuck what you think they
Was talkin bout Jesus
Hopped off the porch I was
Young with the heater caught me a body
I was creepin' like Jeepers
Caught another body man, foe 'nem in traffic
Bail out the whip like rouge
Run with the ratchet
Bullets wear his ass out? like a Jackson
O got the wheel
If it's that he ain't crashing
Pass T roy the blick and for
Sure he gon blast it
I got good aim, make you flip like gymnastics
I used to be dirty and flipping on mattresses
And now I fuck models
Ain't touching no ratchet
Hold on, pull over
I think that's that nigga I
Shot in the shoulder ay T, get closer
Ain't playin with niggas i'm
Making 'em know it
Be cool, I got it
I'mma block off the alley
I'll bail and i'll blast it
Now we right back in traffic
Bitch don't ask us no questions
We don't know what happened (Von)
My guys rock like the Beatles
My Glock knocking like speakers
Niggas gettin' popped like liters
Talkin' my shit like a preacher
Nigga want a feature
Have that bread like Pita
Fuck what you think they
Was talkin bout Jesus
Hopped off the porch I was
Young with the heater caught me a body
I was creepin' like Jeepers
My niggas ride like a band
Bandana my head for Fredo Santan
Von gotta grill in his Benz
I'm taking these out putting diamonds all in
High speed chase in the STR8 von got bands
Me i'm always riding with the drac
Niggas want a verse how I cake
This business man you ain't put
Shit on my plate
He tried to run but he late
Draco will cut up his head like some steak
Told her that I need a break
I met her that night, I fucked her that day
I don't be doing no dates
A bitch can't ever tell me that she late
The condoms I use don't break
If niggas ain't snitchin then
These niggas fake
My guys rock like the Beatles
My Glock knocking like speakers
Niggas gettin' popped like liters
Talkin' my shit like a preacher
Nigga want that feature
Have that bread like Pita
Fuck what you think they
Was talkin bout Jesus
Hopped off the porch I was
Young with the heater caught me a body
I was creepin' like Jeepers