Gang Shloink - MUMBAI MOMENT / BRUV MOMENT XIII lyrics
[Gang Shloink - MUMBAI MOMENT / BRUV MOMENT XIII lyrics]
I will fucking kill you you understand?
I will fucking eat you my n you understood?
Leg do you understand?!
Agreed next time I see you I will shove
My dick in your fucking mouth
That's so sus! C'mon Bruh!
Fuck this yute, send him to Mumbai
Put him in a zoot, after he die
Put him in a spliff and a gc ez
GS got the drum, not like Weezy
Ur own boys don’t back you (Take L)
Imma have to smack you (Baow, baow)
Back your beef, got strap like a shhh
Call me Chief Keef
You the cunt that I don’t like
Pull up with the mandem seemingly random
Roll in with the handsome phantom
Strap up the nose and a tantrum
Who's that? Your dad are you mad?
I feel bad when you're sad cuz
You mad but I'm glad
Cuz I add your dad to the
List of the men I've had
Flip you upside down iQ shut down
Boy you a clown, fight me in Nuketown
No bots, two dots
On the minimap couple shots shots in a cup
Then wе drink up, yup hold up, back up
Did you say that you and my
Dad were gonna hook up?
Fuck this yute, sеnd him to Mumbai
Put him in a zoot, after he die
Put him in a spliff and a gc ez
GS got the drum, not like Weezy
Ur own boys don’t back you (Take L)
Imma have to smack you (Baow, baow)
Back your beef, got strap like a shhh
Call me Chief Keef
You the cunt that I don’t like
Turnin’ on flight mode, like Turner
I think imma bunn son, no burner
Never got safety on
Cuz my head too big like One
Workrate, workrate, what is your birthdate?
You can get chinged so
Put on your breastplate
Calling my shoota’ I'm calling my best mate
Ching in your chest you fall
Like a milk crate
Big up the opps and big up the mandem
Yeah we Shloink but we ain’t a gang ting
Best believe still rise up my ying
Dashin’ like Tay-K pull out the big ting baow
Suck on a cow like big Wayne say wow
Operate the ting with skill
Get shot with a bullet no bill
Fuck this yute, send him to Mumbai
Put him in a zoot, after he die
Put him in a spliff and a gc ez
GS got the drum, not like Weezy
Ur own boys don’t back you (Take L)
Imma have to smack you (Baow, baow)
Back your beef, got strap like a shhh
Call me Chief Keef
You the cunt that I don’t like
I will fucking eat you my n you understood?
Leg do you understand?!
Agreed next time I see you I will shove
My dick in your fucking mouth
That's so sus! C'mon Bruh!
Fuck this yute, send him to Mumbai
Put him in a zoot, after he die
Put him in a spliff and a gc ez
GS got the drum, not like Weezy
Ur own boys don’t back you (Take L)
Imma have to smack you (Baow, baow)
Back your beef, got strap like a shhh
Call me Chief Keef
You the cunt that I don’t like
Pull up with the mandem seemingly random
Roll in with the handsome phantom
Strap up the nose and a tantrum
Who's that? Your dad are you mad?
I feel bad when you're sad cuz
You mad but I'm glad
Cuz I add your dad to the
List of the men I've had
Flip you upside down iQ shut down
Boy you a clown, fight me in Nuketown
No bots, two dots
On the minimap couple shots shots in a cup
Then wе drink up, yup hold up, back up
Did you say that you and my
Dad were gonna hook up?
Fuck this yute, sеnd him to Mumbai
Put him in a zoot, after he die
Put him in a spliff and a gc ez
GS got the drum, not like Weezy
Ur own boys don’t back you (Take L)
Imma have to smack you (Baow, baow)
Back your beef, got strap like a shhh
Call me Chief Keef
You the cunt that I don’t like
Turnin’ on flight mode, like Turner
I think imma bunn son, no burner
Never got safety on
Cuz my head too big like One
Workrate, workrate, what is your birthdate?
You can get chinged so
Put on your breastplate
Calling my shoota’ I'm calling my best mate
Ching in your chest you fall
Like a milk crate
Big up the opps and big up the mandem
Yeah we Shloink but we ain’t a gang ting
Best believe still rise up my ying
Dashin’ like Tay-K pull out the big ting baow
Suck on a cow like big Wayne say wow
Operate the ting with skill
Get shot with a bullet no bill
Fuck this yute, send him to Mumbai
Put him in a zoot, after he die
Put him in a spliff and a gc ez
GS got the drum, not like Weezy
Ur own boys don’t back you (Take L)
Imma have to smack you (Baow, baow)
Back your beef, got strap like a shhh
Call me Chief Keef
You the cunt that I don’t like