Kankan - Fall On lyrics
[Kankan - Fall On lyrics]
Look at his chain inside, not hitting
Hit from the side in the morning then dip
(Uh, huh)
That lil' Gen5 nigga, that came with a grip
(Came with a grip)
I knew half of these niggas, yeah
They was fake from the rip
(Yeah, fake from the rip)
But I guess that shit really my
Fault, fuck you and yo' gang
Get knocked off (Yeah, uh huh, knocked off)
Lil' ho wanna chill with the gang, yeah
Lil' ho wanna chill with the top dogs
(Yeah, with the top dogs)
Money and codeine, only thing I can call on
(Call on, yeah)
I ain't cuffing these groupie ass hoes
They just be problems (Yeah, be problеms)
They go against the gang
We gotta kill all of thеm
I really fell in love with Roxy
I got all colors can't switch on my gang
'cause we all brothers
('Cause we all brothers)
Bitch ass nigga get hanged, tryna follow us
This shit as real as it get, half a tech
Nigga straight on red
These niggas, they pop Fent'
Hell nah nigga, I'm good off that
He tried to spin, got spint
Yeah, my young niggas gon' handle that
All my niggas gon' win, ha
We in the front, they got left in the past
(We in the front, they got left in the past)
(Yeah, that nigga high, yeah, we on his ass)
(Uh, uh, that nigga high, yeah
We on his ass)
(Uh, they live in the past, uh, yeah)
Hit from the side in the morning then dip
(Uh, huh)
That lil' Gen5 nigga, that came with a grip
(Came with a grip)
I knew half of these niggas, yeah
They was fake from the rip
(Yeah, fake from the rip)
But I guess that shit really my
Fault, fuck you and yo' gang
Get knocked off (Yeah, uh huh, knocked off)
Lil' ho wanna chill with the gang, yeah
Lil' ho wanna chill with the top dogs
(Yeah, with the top dogs)
Money and codeine, only thing I can call on
(Call on, yeah)
I ain't cuffing these groupie ass hoes
They just be problems (Yeah, be problеms)
They go against the gang
We gotta kill all of thеm
I really fell in love with Roxy
I got all colors can't switch on my gang
'cause we all brothers
('Cause we all brothers)
Bitch ass nigga get hanged, tryna follow us
This shit as real as it get, half a tech
Nigga straight on red
These niggas, they pop Fent'
Hell nah nigga, I'm good off that
He tried to spin, got spint
Yeah, my young niggas gon' handle that
All my niggas gon' win, ha
We in the front, they got left in the past
(We in the front, they got left in the past)
(Yeah, that nigga high, yeah, we on his ass)
(Uh, uh, that nigga high, yeah
We on his ass)
(Uh, they live in the past, uh, yeah)