ZOTiYAC, DK NYRVANA - 1874 lyrics
[ZOTiYAC, DK NYRVANA - 1874 lyrics]
The bullets hit face but you
Gon' be aight though
Look like that boy went head up on a rhino
Tina hit you, and did hit a highnote
Aim it at you, might not hit the wipe though
(aye, aye) i really don't want any of you
Guys to steal my beats
(I'm cooking the crack in the kitchen)
Let's make some tags throughout it
Fucking bitches (yuh, aye aye)
I'm cooking that crack in the kitchen
You know that I stick to my business
Ebola on me that's a sick shit
Testing out blow like a sickness
Mess with my gang, bitch
You leave with yo' wicks
When I put a lung through your existence
Got yo' bitch all on my dicktip
Bring that ass here
Now there is no resistance
I smoke on that gas, It's illegal
Step on my line then I shoot like a freethrow
Fuck on your mother's a free coast
Chop on my waist she get
Chipped like a freethrow
My 30 bust just like a pedo
She talking on cash, Aighty leave hoe
Acting like you don't know me hoe
Ride up your whip, make you low like a kino
Uh aye, aye uh
And we do this shit for them sueños
I got a gun with the dick out on speedo
Bitch, I condone she gettin'
Kicked out on pronto
Can't smoke with me like she
Whip out the fronto
Niggas start fronting, I whip out the auto
I hop out the boat with a whole lot of cargo
So you know we keep them lines like a barco
Hollows hop out and they fly when the car go
Tose to pop out, Nigga you know you are toast
Just hit out the oven
Ain't get it from marcos
Keep fucking 'round and get
Hung from a tightrope
Know a big body, she sucking like lipo
You gon' get popped
Don't stand under no lightpoles
I'm going base, 'normous, phsyco
I got the blade, bob
The bullets hit face but you
Gon' be aight though
Look like that boy went head up on a rhino
Tina hit you, and did hit a highnote
Aim it at you, might not hit the wipe though
All I need life and ten minutes like gaiko
You don't know the mean? It's survival
Fucking with me there won't be no revival
Death on the way, It won't be no arrival
Gon' be aight though
Look like that boy went head up on a rhino
Tina hit you, and did hit a highnote
Aim it at you, might not hit the wipe though
(aye, aye) i really don't want any of you
Guys to steal my beats
(I'm cooking the crack in the kitchen)
Let's make some tags throughout it
Fucking bitches (yuh, aye aye)
I'm cooking that crack in the kitchen
You know that I stick to my business
Ebola on me that's a sick shit
Testing out blow like a sickness
Mess with my gang, bitch
You leave with yo' wicks
When I put a lung through your existence
Got yo' bitch all on my dicktip
Bring that ass here
Now there is no resistance
I smoke on that gas, It's illegal
Step on my line then I shoot like a freethrow
Fuck on your mother's a free coast
Chop on my waist she get
Chipped like a freethrow
My 30 bust just like a pedo
She talking on cash, Aighty leave hoe
Acting like you don't know me hoe
Ride up your whip, make you low like a kino
Uh aye, aye uh
And we do this shit for them sueños
I got a gun with the dick out on speedo
Bitch, I condone she gettin'
Kicked out on pronto
Can't smoke with me like she
Whip out the fronto
Niggas start fronting, I whip out the auto
I hop out the boat with a whole lot of cargo
So you know we keep them lines like a barco
Hollows hop out and they fly when the car go
Tose to pop out, Nigga you know you are toast
Just hit out the oven
Ain't get it from marcos
Keep fucking 'round and get
Hung from a tightrope
Know a big body, she sucking like lipo
You gon' get popped
Don't stand under no lightpoles
I'm going base, 'normous, phsyco
I got the blade, bob
The bullets hit face but you
Gon' be aight though
Look like that boy went head up on a rhino
Tina hit you, and did hit a highnote
Aim it at you, might not hit the wipe though
All I need life and ten minutes like gaiko
You don't know the mean? It's survival
Fucking with me there won't be no revival
Death on the way, It won't be no arrival