lirik lagu kdot 600 - twin execution
[intro: kdot 600]
how long this sh~t is? uh, uh (d~mn)
i’m clutchin’ fully auto
mm, mm, mm, mm, mm (hunnid shots)
d~mn, d~mn, forty shots
d~mn, d~mn, aight (aight, d~mn)
[verse 1: kdot 600]
on the backstreet with my bleed (with my), we both got fully auto grrah (snail)
fully pin in arp, we buck down, beat a n~gga block (grrah)
buck down, beat a n~gga street, we bounce out, dump a hunnid shots
lil’ b~tch say she want a snail, i told her f~ck with baby, d~mn (snail, snail, snail)
lil’ b~tch say she want a snail, i told her come and f~ck with me (me)
in this b~tch, i’m with my snails, we strapped with fully auto glee (with my snail)
lil’ b~tch know i’m one of one, it ain’t no other one of me (d~mn)
i’m in traffic with our blatt, he tapped lil’ shh with .223 (d~mn)
put me in traffic with lil’ snail, we creep on sh~t, waitin’ for the train
twin count down like, “three, two, one,” we flushed lil’ shh soon as he came (d~mn)
hit my, mm, and hit lil’ slime (d~mn, slime), we beat him down, his ass a stain (his ass a—)
hit his b~tch the other day and bust her down, forgot her name
gang, punch me in (how i forgot hеr name?)
yeah, over high likе a plane
he is not a thirty boy if he ain’t let no thirty, gang (thirty boy, thirty boy, thirty boy)
in the function with the gang
yeah, she want liquor, you’s a—
and free lil’ scoop, he too precise, he tapped like ten, got stupid aim, punch me in
[interlude: lilbenny & kdot 600]
mm, he got stupid aim
he got stupid aim, he’ll pull up in that thing
frrt, frrt, gang (d~mn, free lil’ scoop, he too precise, he tapped like ten, got stupid)
ten, haha
[verse 2: lilbenny]
i’m in this b~tch chillin’ with snail, can’t think last time i took a l
we on the e~way in a box and this b~tch boxed and there go 12
lil’ bro scratch off game so good, we get away, don’t leave no trail
they play that gangster game so good, real life, they fragile and they frail
he ain’t know it was automatic, too late, box on the chop, up blastin’
jugg got two hands, still walkin’ backwards
hitters smacked your mans, his son a b~st~rd
i know he ain’t really in the street, he just cap for an image
he went broke, he can’t buy nothin’ to eat, tryna cap for these b~tches
as a kid, i ain’t see nothin’ but trappin’, i ran up my digits
k!ll your own man, bro, askin’ what’s happenin’, we smacked him, it’s business
pass me a block and two bricks of the cut, i’ll be back in a minute
pass me the rock, it’s ten j’s at the door, it’s a crack epidemic
off them percs, i can’t even bust a nut, she keep askin’ if i finished
protect the brand, somethin’ like jabba the hutt ’cause them soldiers got plenty
side b~tch want some lulu on her b~tt, but the main one want fendi
we’ll pull up, hit your main mans with that b~tton, he don’t pay me my penny
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