lirik lagu kayvo – burning
[hook: kayvo]
straight drop; junkies, they rush
i hit the shot, put the deuce in the crush
b-tch i be bussing the bank while i’m bussing a nut
when i step out in public; my 4’s they up
bro say up and i up
this ain’t no liquor, this wock in my cup
when the pack touch down it’s a big -ss rush
and the pack touch down in a big -ss truck
in the trap all day, i don’t work; curb service
i’m whipping over here serving
i’m off a percocet, i shoot the gl!ck i ain’t nervous
and i gave them the mix up, kyrie irving
and i’m trapping, i run up the bag for a purpose
and i found me a lane and i’m switching and swerving
put her face in the sheets cause she twisting and turning
can’t f-ck with these b-tches, they itching and burning
[verse: kayvo]
i made a bag off a rock
i made a flip off a p and a clock
these n-ggas they telling, they flaming, they hot
put a p in the bowl and i’m tying the knot
these n-ggas blow up the spot
that ain’t my b-tch, i think not
up-top, it’s me and bump shoot cr-ps
we shooting hundreds i pick up the pot
i put the crack in the spot
me and keezah in the trap, thats facts
left and the right, i’m hooking the pot
put the packs in the air, take a look at the sky
these n-ggas the don’t want to die
i’m a sneaky lil n-gga, put one in your eye
get caught by the feds and i’m telling a lie
and i’m shooting this glizzy come take care of the trap
these n-ggas feds in disguise
i can look at your face, i can stare in your eyes
imma creep in your hood, i ain’t sparing your guys
and they try take me out, b-tch you hear me, they tried
she mixed the truth with a lie
if i see a opp imma’ cook him, i fry
and i’m winning the race ain’t no way we could tie
and i’m cooking the c0ke; it was wet, now its dry
[hook: kayvo]
straight drop; junkies, they rush
i hit the shot, put the deuce in the crush
b-tch i be bussing the bank while i’m bussing a nut
when i step out in public; my 4’s they up
bro say up and i up
this ain’t no liquor, this wock in my cup
when the pack touch down it’s a big -ss rush
and the pack touch down in a big -ss truck
in the trap all day, i don’t work; curb service
i’m whipping over here serving
i’m off a percocet, i shoot the gl!ck i ain’t nervous
and i gave them the mix up, kyrie irving
and i’m trapping, i run up the bag for a purpose
and i found me a lane and i’m switching and swerving
put her face in the sheets cause she twisting and turning
can’t f-ck with these b-tches, they itching and burning
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