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lirik lagu kyle richh - 4100 - one mic cypher

[intro]
~for the k!ll
and we been on a million drills
4100 we gunnin’ for real

[chorus ~ kyle richh]
oh they got me on hots
i’m tryna shoot up the spot
i’m tryna send him to dot
(ahhh) got hit with the glock
f~ck an am, i went for the~
f~ck an am, i went for the k!ll
and we been on a million drills
4100 we gunnin’ for real

[verse 1 ~ kyle richh]
push up on me, i don’t recommend
like, i’m tryna catch me an m
blocky, how is you oy again?
f~ck it, he gon’ get sent to his friends
like, he went live, he ain’t think we would bend
b~tch, i’m on that block, where you at?
kartii was running like track
like, bro put the beam on his back
8 shots, 1 in the head
and i’m tired of smoking his deads
i’m tryna smokе his mans who alive
like, he thought hе was safe on the live
oh my god, oy off the map
toting guns but they dyin’ by knives
bdot a b~tch he got beat with the gat
i see dd, i’m leaving him flat
[verse 2 ~ jenn carter]
who the f~ck is a cocofelon?
i heard doa all on your back
i’m impulsive, i’m quick to attack
and you suckin’ they d~ck when they called you a rat
hold my knock when i walk in the spot so they know i’m on timing, ain’t coming to play
got a dooptie, she setting the drop
out the window with the rock like who dying today
and i throw like a pitch
no homerun, he running rick
and i dump on the beat that’s why i keep shots zipped
i told jah “take that trip”
he get put in the sky like a blimp
4~4 shots, one in the hip, now you walk with a limp
i don’t speak on the sh~t that i do
like a dentist, i flock it and aim at your tooth
i be leaning when i’m in the booth
it’s a gun in my lap when i’m up in the stu’
when your brother got hit, what the f~ck did you do?
mix sprite with trish
n~ggas ain’t hot, they rely on the diss
and no i can’t trust on a b~tch
if he talk on the 4 he get put in a ditch

[verse 3 ~ jah woo]
i spin on my doley, not giving no warning
pushing up on me, you better be cautious
bullets gon’ hit ’em it’s leaving him nauseous
and we smoking on nick while these n~ggas be mourning
sending these shots i ain’t talking no liquor
the first tip i get we gon’ slide there and clip ’em
f~ck lu, he got put in a ditch
[?] was throwing them pitches
kr my brother i love him for free
splitting them hunnid when i couldn’t eat
sh~t deep, definition of g
keep all that fake sh~t cos’ i cannot take it
freak b~tch, personality basic
spin on the n~ggas like liam from taken
and i cl!ck til’ it break, imma hit ’em adjacent
[chorus ~ kyle richh]
oh they got me on hots
i’m tryna shoot up the spot
i’m tryna send him to dot
got hit with the glock
f~ck an am, i went for the~
f~ck an am, i went for the k!ll
and we been on a million drills
4100 we gunnin’ for real

- lirik lagu kyle richh

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