CB, Kwengface - Plankton lyrics
[CB, Kwengface - Plankton lyrics]
YPB: The Archive bruskiii Ky
Scratch mixed it
All the drills we done, it's nuts
All the drills got done by us
That boy got splashed and he tried come back
But none of my ones got touched
Racks, you know I got plenty
44 long and this rambo's lengthy
You can get slapped by the auto
Slap that ting 'til the whole ting's empty
I live a violent life
I feel sorry for the yutes that
Was in the wrong place, Wrong time
Shit, then I'm lyin'
Next time, don't chill with the opps
When you pick your friends, Be wise
We're the rеason that it
Ain't safe outside, Bettеr stay inside
If I pull up, it's smoky
I ain't gotta talk
I got previous and all the opp boys know me
'Cah most been touched by me or
C or my CG homies
I'm a top boy from my estate
It's bait, fuck Dushane
I'm down for the drills like Modie
All them drills we done, it's nuts
All them drills got done by us
That boy got splashed and he tried come back
But none of my ones got touched
That's Ls on Ls
Now he's on the wing eatin' tuna chunks
Civilian, civilian, this shit's enough
How many opps have I left just losin' blood?
I'm a reckless guy
Only had one itch to slap that twice
When I order food
That's the only time man's
Hittin' up fries
Them man just pick and choose
When they're bad but me, I'm bad for life
Down for the drills, I'll do it for mine
I love Young Blacks, he does it on bikes
The way that I grew was hectic
But you adjust when you
Come from the trenches (True)
Don't trust but love all your friendem
They could be part of your
Growth or your endin' (Woo)
To be fair, I'm tired of
Sendin', pick up your glove
Go ride for your bredren
On a lurk, M1's my intention
Mars try run but me and bro cheffed him
Drip too trendy, that's why
All of them yutes, They envy
I'm offendin' these yutes with Fendi
Man, I know that these yutes wanna end me
Racks, you know I got plenty
44 long and this rambo's lengthy
You can get slapped by the auto
Slap that ting 'til the whole ting's empty
No stress, no stress, ching man's back
Man I ching man's chest (Di-di-di-dip)
When I'm ordering food
That's the only time that
I'm aimin' for legs
Really outside tryna take man's breath
Why you think man's rides are in depth
Drill it on car, drill it on ped
Ments, they said that we brought back Pecks
All the drills we done, it's nuts
All the drills got done by us
That boy got splashed and he tried come back
But none of my ones got touched
Racks, you know I got plenty
44 long and this rambo's lengthy
You can get slapped by the auto
Slap that ting 'til the whole ting's empty
Scratch mixed it
All the drills we done, it's nuts
All the drills got done by us
That boy got splashed and he tried come back
But none of my ones got touched
Racks, you know I got plenty
44 long and this rambo's lengthy
You can get slapped by the auto
Slap that ting 'til the whole ting's empty
I live a violent life
I feel sorry for the yutes that
Was in the wrong place, Wrong time
Shit, then I'm lyin'
Next time, don't chill with the opps
When you pick your friends, Be wise
We're the rеason that it
Ain't safe outside, Bettеr stay inside
If I pull up, it's smoky
I ain't gotta talk
I got previous and all the opp boys know me
'Cah most been touched by me or
C or my CG homies
I'm a top boy from my estate
It's bait, fuck Dushane
I'm down for the drills like Modie
All them drills we done, it's nuts
All them drills got done by us
That boy got splashed and he tried come back
But none of my ones got touched
That's Ls on Ls
Now he's on the wing eatin' tuna chunks
Civilian, civilian, this shit's enough
How many opps have I left just losin' blood?
I'm a reckless guy
Only had one itch to slap that twice
When I order food
That's the only time man's
Hittin' up fries
Them man just pick and choose
When they're bad but me, I'm bad for life
Down for the drills, I'll do it for mine
I love Young Blacks, he does it on bikes
The way that I grew was hectic
But you adjust when you
Come from the trenches (True)
Don't trust but love all your friendem
They could be part of your
Growth or your endin' (Woo)
To be fair, I'm tired of
Sendin', pick up your glove
Go ride for your bredren
On a lurk, M1's my intention
Mars try run but me and bro cheffed him
Drip too trendy, that's why
All of them yutes, They envy
I'm offendin' these yutes with Fendi
Man, I know that these yutes wanna end me
Racks, you know I got plenty
44 long and this rambo's lengthy
You can get slapped by the auto
Slap that ting 'til the whole ting's empty
No stress, no stress, ching man's back
Man I ching man's chest (Di-di-di-dip)
When I'm ordering food
That's the only time that
I'm aimin' for legs
Really outside tryna take man's breath
Why you think man's rides are in depth
Drill it on car, drill it on ped
Ments, they said that we brought back Pecks
All the drills we done, it's nuts
All the drills got done by us
That boy got splashed and he tried come back
But none of my ones got touched
Racks, you know I got plenty
44 long and this rambo's lengthy
You can get slapped by the auto
Slap that ting 'til the whole ting's empty