Smokingskul, MajinBlxxdy - Knarka lyrics
[Smokingskul, MajinBlxxdy - Knarka lyrics]
I'll blow your fucking head off
Come to the trap, nigga, we got dope inside
I'm selling shit, where we both reside
My bro need a Glock, I'm gon' give him mine
He got Rick, now he know fashion?
I'm sliding with shit, you wouldn't imagine
What? I got a pole, who we catching?
I got a nina, her issue attachments (What?)
OG, don't do taxes
Thought he had Balenci's, gave him Air Maxes
Sneak in that club, nigga
Like the Jackson's
I'm on Fifth Ave’, What the fuck is Pacsun?
556, give him alopecia
I am not Will, I don't bag up Treesha's
These niggas not bready
I ain't doing features
They said I was slow
Now I stunt on my teachers
Now these racks fast
He think he running, now we on that ass
I had bread and water, nigga, I was down bad
Thought he had an 1
8, told his ass to round that
Made that shit enough
You is a Nat, bitch, you cannot get cuffed
Glock 19 and it's getting buff
You would think it's Thanksgiving how
This choppa get in stuff
Yeah, Perc 30 in my system
I feel like Will Smith, how I bitched him
That nigga mad as fuck that I dissed him
I got an OG, he got wisdom
He say he robbed me? Get the fuck
I'm in that water with my rubber duck
I'm in the Netherlands with a Dutch
I took his role like I'm Ashton Kutch'
I'm off the Perc 30, going ku
Pouring a 30 when I'm in the stu'
Can't cuff these thot hoes
Cause they choosey
Counting up big guap, like a jew
Im in the cut, Neosporin
He played his mixtape, shit got me snoring
I'm getting to it early in the morning
Migo plug, pulled up in that foreign, bitch
I'm sitting on pounds, that boy smoking
Feds on me, so I'm doing the race
We taking off, bitch, pick up the pace
Off of anything is free base
Once I get him gone, I won't leave a trace
I stay with a state, like Professor Stain
He saving hoes, that boy need a cape
I made me some money, today I feel great
Come to the trap, nigga, we got dope inside
I'm selling shit, where we both reside
My bro need a Glock, I'm gon' give him mine
He got Rick, now he know fashion?
I'm sliding with shit, you wouldn't imagine
What? I got a pole, who we catching?
I got a nina, her issue attachments (What?)
OG, don't do taxes
Thought he had Balenci's, gave him Air Maxes
Sneak in that club, nigga
Like the Jackson's
I'm on Fifth Ave’, What the fuck is Pacsun?
556, give him alopecia
I am not Will, I don't bag up Treesha's
These niggas not bready
I ain't doing features
They said I was slow
Now I stunt on my teachers
Now these racks fast
He think he running, now we on that ass
I had bread and water, nigga, I was down bad
Thought he had an 1
8, told his ass to round that
Made that shit enough
You is a Nat, bitch, you cannot get cuffed
Glock 19 and it's getting buff
You would think it's Thanksgiving how
This choppa get in stuff
Yeah, Perc 30 in my system
I feel like Will Smith, how I bitched him
That nigga mad as fuck that I dissed him
I got an OG, he got wisdom
He say he robbed me? Get the fuck
I'm in that water with my rubber duck
I'm in the Netherlands with a Dutch
I took his role like I'm Ashton Kutch'
I'm off the Perc 30, going ku
Pouring a 30 when I'm in the stu'
Can't cuff these thot hoes
Cause they choosey
Counting up big guap, like a jew
Im in the cut, Neosporin
He played his mixtape, shit got me snoring
I'm getting to it early in the morning
Migo plug, pulled up in that foreign, bitch
I'm sitting on pounds, that boy smoking
Feds on me, so I'm doing the race
We taking off, bitch, pick up the pace
Off of anything is free base
Once I get him gone, I won't leave a trace
I stay with a state, like Professor Stain
He saving hoes, that boy need a cape
I made me some money, today I feel great