- KillBunk RUNUPFREESTYLE 歌詞
- KillBunk
- Whats up
These ***** boys can get ****ed up
I got ice on my wrist, call it bust-up
Run that fade with yo nigga, get touched up
4 for 4, ***** we be on that come up
So, nigga run up what you tryna do
I hang with them gunnas we sending shots at you wait
Listen, nigga ya swagger suspicious
Get your ***** and go down on your mistress
Why is you talking boy why is you *****in’
This is your break wait
Plenty of poppers, gon’ pop that choppa
We sell marijuana like **** the coppas
And I stay with that blade just in case a oppa
Tryna pull up on my block like blocka blocka nigga
Run, nigga I stay with that gun (Uh)
We used to shoot it for fun, now we just shoot it for funds
Ummm puns
I burnt that boy like the sun, [?]
He asked for attention but you gave him none
Yeah, I needa chill, I needa relax
I need calm down before I go relapse
I pop some pills and get lit with my demons
I only have nightmares I do not be dreamin
These niggas actin crazy, my choppa gleamin’
**** it pop a bullet in your boy, he steamin
Nigga you annoyin, why the **** you fiening
***** what, my goth ***** she like her wrist cut
And also that ***** got a big butt
She says she loves me but shes a slut
And I don’t give a **** imma rip it up
[?] is in my cup, bad little ***** and she just wanna ****
Down with the gang, no they can’t switch up
[?]
I am not feeling you, [?] syllable killing you
**** it up, run it up, up to a mil or two
***** boy had enough, now I am killing you, drillin you, sealin you
You done got touched, dead on the floor nigga you just got bust
Can’t **** with *****es cause I lost my trust
I don’t wanna talk *****, I wanna ****
Smokin this pack, and this shit filled with musk
Whats up
These ***** boys can get ****ed up
I got ice on my wrist, call it bust-up
Run that fade with yo nigga, get touched up
4 for 4, ***** we be on that come up
So, nigga run up what you tryna do
I hang with them gunnas we sending shots at you wait
Listen, nigga ya swagger suspicious
Get your ***** and go down on your mistress
Why is you talking boy why is you *****in’
This is your break wait
Plenty of poppers, gon’ pop that choppa
We sell marijuana like **** the coppas
And I stay with that blade just in case a oppa
Tryna pull up on my block like blocka blocka nigga
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