lirik lagu klmketa - osama walk
[verse 1: klmkea]
uh, hop out the car and i’m sippin’ that syrup (syrup)
big mac 10, no lil uzi vert (vert)
got a big 30 glock and a lil’ 30 perc (perc)
i hit it so good that she grab my shirt (shirt)
it’s all fun and games ’til a n~gga get merked
throw racks in the air, make a lil’ bih twerk
gra~ grab that chop and that glock get to work
fake ah n~gga, you is not no slime
you talk sh~t just to waste yo’ time
i got a 10 so i can’t shoot 9 right now, my partner got a glock 29
he talk so d~mn tough, when we find his house, that boy gon’ run from the 5
he talk sh~t on his instagram for that clout, won’t get it when the klm fire
she do trick with the whole d~ck in her mouth, got a n~gga sayin’ “oh my god”
you want peace but steady be running yo’ mouth, n~gga, f~ck yo’ k~mbaya
shoot outs in broad day ‘fore the sun go down, got the whole street too d~mn hot
my n~ggas run n~ggas out of the [?], last n~gga playеd out, then he in a box
[verse 2: klmhonos]
bro, pass me thе chop, i’ma blow that b~tch
cut the~ cut the ho off, i don’t know that b~tch
easy ass jugg, i stole that sh~t
run off with the glock like you hold that bih
n~gga tried to run up, get rolled up quick
got a couple more racks, i’ma blow that quick
said you counting up, son, n~gga, show that sh~t
if you got more drank, i’ma pour that sh~t
[verse 3: klmketa & klmhonos]
real n~gga tat but none of these n~ggas is real so all these fake n~ggas fail
lil’ opp b~tch wanna f~ck with a klm n~gga, keep the glock while the b~tch get railed
walk ’round this b~tch with a big ass glock on my hip, just in case i gotta leave a n~gga pale
ain’t no walkin’ the beast [?]
strap with the heat, goin’ down, quick [?]
pa~ pack on me reek, i like how that sh~t smell
ni~n~gga try creepin’, we send him to h~ll
like a taco, we sending them sh~lls
tell no lie so we not finna fail
gettin’ guapos and [?]
n~ggas be fraudulent they don’t be for real
n~ggas be in the field, just like we in the field
[verse 4: klmketa & klmhonos]
b~tch suck d~ck in the motherf~ckin’ four~door
bad man, hit a b~tch with the slow stroke
ayy, boss up, that b~tch, she a throat goat
brown skin, call the lil’ b~tch coco
fourth time, she just drunk four loko
bad b~tch just drunk like fofo
bad ass lil’ n~gga, he the po~po
drop a kick like a sensei in the dojo
get popped by a n~gga named hono
when that sh~t hit ya’ top, take ya’ afro
she gon’ f~ck the whole clique, she a fast ho
[?] now i look like a fat ho
n~gga said that he real but he cap though
if you not with the gang, he gon’ backdoor
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