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lirik lagu k3 flamez - cutthroat season

[intro]
(ayy, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
grrt, grrt— load that b~tch up, we on business tonight, b~tch (f~ck you talkin’ ’bout?)

[verse]
b~tch, these streets don’t play, we stackin’ bodies like some d~mn fortnite loot (f~ck a game)
tapped the switch and lit his ass up, whole block thought they heard a motherf~ckin’ flute (grrt, b~tch)
cuz grab the sticks, b~tch load that sh~t, we finna turn this b~tch into a shootout reboot (on gang)
bounce out the whip, glock in my hand, chop on my back like i’m strapped with a suit (come here, p~ssy)
see a opp? b~tch we hawkin’ that, makin’ sure that goofy motherf~cker d~i~e (dead b~tch)
we don’t shoot out whips, b~tch hop out quick, go ask them opps, they scared of our feet (walk him down)
my dawg too cold, b~tch shoot and drive, seen him drop a b~tch while still eatin’ his beef (cold demon)
them 5.56s chewed his ass up, looked like sharks bit chunks out his motherf~ckin’ meat (ate him alive)
hopped out in 1s and caught that b~tch lackin’, never cared ’bout the crease in the sneaks (f~ck them shoes)
beat her back out, f~cked her friend too, i’m lyin’ b~tch, go ask teneek (go ask her)
twin off pills, he tweakin’ wild, that’s why i call that crazy motherf~cker ski (tweaked out b~tch)
code red hit, tapped bro’s head, my cutters yell “move b~tch” like it’s d~mn gen z (move b~tch)
only reason i f~cked and ain’t spin back was that lil’ p~ssy was mid as can be (weak~ass sh~t)
went from stealin’ strays from off the pad to foreigns loud as f~ck, b~tch sound like a v (skrrt, b~tch)
we poured an eighth inside a deuce, now nero off the sh~t tryna fight a d~mn tree (tweakin’ hoe)
hop out dumpin’, b~tch i’m blowin’, get in the car but i’m still outside yelling “who want beef?” (who want smoke?)
whole gang fresh, black trucks lurkin’, hoes beggin’ us to f~ck just to get a lil’ peak (thirsty b~tch)
peeped the vibes, that b~tch tried line me, i already knew that goofy ho was weak (she weak as h~ll)
we drive hemis careful as h~ll, slidin’ fast even though that b~tch can’t grip in the sleet (still slidin’)
tom and jerry vibes, b~tch you a rat, choosin’ cheese over loyalty, you freak (rat b~tch)
price on his head, b~tch check him out, we trade blood like cash in the motherf~ckin’ streets (blood money)
all my cutters yell “warning, b~tch” ’cause they know what the f~ck happens when we meet (it’s war hoe)
you wanna know? come try your luck, b~tch the crime scene look ugly and smell like feet (nasty~ass)
play with us? you dead, b~tch, brrt~brrt, this switch special ed ’cause it slow kids quick as heat (stupid b~tch)
chopper in my pants, heavy as h~ll, b~tch i limp like an old man missin’ his seat (big pole)
ain’t throwin’ hands, b~tch i’m gon’ blam, don’t talk to me like craig tryna teach me peace (f~ck peace)
n~ggas move goofy tryna make points, b~tch my brothers don’t do sh~t for likes or tweets (clown ass)
put his ass to bed, doa sh~t, bullets rocked him harder than metro beats (boom)
lil’ bro hit the curb, crashed the striker, d~mn near flipped his ass into the sheets (idiot)
thought he was opp, hit his noodles quick, should’ve tied up his dreads, now he leakin’ grease (brain soup)
rolled a ‘wood, ignored that ho, b~tch i never cared ’bout her feelings or her weak~ass speech (f~ck her)
shots rang out, b~tch he ain’t get up, doa, laid flat like a motherf~ckin’ beach (dead b~tch)
ain’t stoppin’ me from yellin’ “f~ck marlo,” b~tch i meant that sh~t every time i repeat (f~ck marlo)
lil’ cuz off x tryna k!ll somethin’, fed that b~tch more meds, now he creepin’ the street (creepy b~tch)
opps go live and troll like clowns, b~tch we know them motherf~ckers work with the police (fed rats)

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