Rot Ken - Ginobili lyrics

[Rot Ken - Ginobili lyrics]

My big brother Amalum, I'm callin' you son
Got a pack and went crazy in
The field where I'm from
Poppin' these cars, hit a lick in the trunk
Got me a pack for the free
I was servin' for fun
Bitch 'cross the water
I'm touchin' her lungs
Then I bent her over
I'm sippin' lean, got me dozin'
Pull out that shit and I
Promise I'll expose you
Twenty more shots out the clip like Ginóbili
Up and down like a fuckin' roller coaster
Beat up her back and I hit it on the sofa
Beat up that bag
Then I hit it with some soda
(Beat up that bag)
The right hand collide with the
Left whеn I cook
Bad bitch from LA, bend her back like a hook

I bеat on the bag, I beat up her back
A studio junkie, I'm still in the lab
I keep a metal (Keep a metal)
You crash with this shit head-on
You know that I fight the devil
(Fight the devil) i pray that it get better
Gotta keep my head up for this ride
God bless the trap, God bless the guys
God bless these niggas, tell 'em pick a side
Ridin' with these killers
Leave a nigga down lil' buddy was a snake
Shot and he ain't ride
Caught up in the middle, left him on my right
Bodybag after bodybag
After bodybag, so I gotta keep the fire
Nigga playin' like it's laser tag
Put a green beam on the all-black fire
(Come on) come on, skrrt

My big brother Amalum, I'm callin' you son
Got a pack and went crazy in
The field where I'm from
Poppin' these cars, hit a lick in the trunk
Got me a pack for the free
I was servin' for fun
Bitch 'cross the water
I'm touchin' her lungs
Then I bent her over
I'm sippin' lean, got me dozin'
Pull out that shit and I
Promise I'll expose you
Twenty more shots out the clip like Ginóbili
Up and down like a fuckin' roller coaster
Beat up her back and I hit it on the sofa
Beat up that bag
Then I hit it with some soda
(Beat up that bag)
The right hand collide with the
Left when I cook
Bad bitch from LA, bend her back like a hook

When the chopper come out, when
The opp got dropped, Let it rip
(21) send trees on the block, I'm a
Motherfuckin' star, nigga X'd out
He the shit (What?)
Big pimpin' when I talk, bitch, shut up
I'll slap you with this dick (21, huh?)
Bitch playin' with this paper
I whipped it with my wrist (21)
Bitch, my pockets on swole, bitch
We playin' with some guap (Yeah, 21)
Last nigga made a diss song
His ass got dropped (What?)
Me and Ken smokin' big strong, yeah
We be smokin' opps
White diamonds 'round my neck, bitch
These Elliots on my rock (21, 21, what? 21)

My big brother Amalum, I'm callin' you son
Got a pack and went crazy in
The field where I'm from
Poppin' these cars, hit a lick in the trunk
Got me a pack for the free
I was servin' for fun
Bitch 'cross the water
I'm touchin' her lungs
Then I bent her over
I'm sippin' lean, got me dozin'
Pull out that shit and I
Promise I'll expose you
Twenty more shots out the clip like Ginóbili
Up and down like a fuckin' roller coaster
Beat up her back and I hit it on the sofa
Beat up that bag
Then I hit it with some soda
(Beat up that bag)
The right hand collide with the
Left when I cook
Bad bitch from LA, bend her back like a hook

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