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lirik lagu “run down season” - k.o. da reaper

[intro: k.o. da reaper]
(ayy, trexx, turn my f~ckin’ headphones up, b~tch)
p~ssy~ass opps, f~ck ’em all (boom, boom)
ayy, ayy, ayy (yeah, yeah, yeah)
blrrt, dumb b~tch, hahahaha
run down season, n~gga, what the f~ck you on?

[chorus: k.o. da reaper]
he don’t like to fight sh~t, he like to light sh~t (bah, bah)
catch him lackin’ in the alley, then ignite sh~t
we ain’t playin’, b~tch, this glock got extensions
p~ssy n~gga talkin’, now he swimmin’ with the fishes (f~ck him)
yeah, yeah, mask up, b~tch, we don’t miss (nah)
hop out broad day, put a hole in his lip (bah, bah, bah)
i don’t care about no talk, i’ma empty this clip
run down season, lil’ hoe, get your sh~t flipped

[verse 1: k.o. da reaper]
f~ck that n~gga, put his brains on the curb
talkin’ hot, till the chop hit his chest, now he slurred (b~tch)
i’m in the trap with a glock and a bird
countin’ hunnids while your b~tch gettin’ f~cked, that’s word (ho)
draco jumpin’, b~tch sound likе thunder
made his block shake, now his mama goin’ undеr
ar split him open like a motherf~ckin’ surgeon
f~ck your dead homies, b~tch, we still purgin’ (p~ssy)
yeah, i’m ridin’ with a stick in the scatty
opps on the net, but in person, they don’t at me
run up on me wrong, get smoked like a fatty
hollow tips hit, leave his whole chest tatted (boom)
b~tch, i’m ruthless, i don’t play fair (nah)
caught him by the corner store, slumped him right there
n~ggas love cappin’ on the ‘gram, but they scared
i’ma stomp on his head, leave his brains in the air (blrrt)
[verse 2: chuckyy]
n~gga, f~ck what you claim, i don’t give a f~ck (f~ck him)
i’ma hop out the whip, spray the chop, light it up (brrt, bah, bah)
b~tch, i’m high as a kite, off x and some mud
if a p~ssy wanna talk, we gon’ fill him with slugs (boom)
i don’t f~ck with no opps, i don’t f~ck with no fake
catch him lackin’ in the lot, put his head on a plate
lil’ bro fiendin’ with a switch, tryna up that drake
n~gga thought he had heart till we blew out his face (p~ssy)
i’m the type to run down on a block, no warnin’
pull up with a mac, leave a p~ssy boy snorin’
n~gga say he tough, but his mama still mournin’
i’m the reaper with a glock, sendin’ shots every mornin’
f~ck a vest, b~tch, i’m hittin’ at your dome
f~ck your gang, b~tch, i’m slidin’ all alone
new coupe fast, b~tch, i’m speedin’ on chrome
catch a p~ssy~ass opp, send his b~tch ass home (bah, bah)

[verse 3: k.o. da reaper]
i don’t argue, b~tch, i shoot first
put a n~gga in the mud, in the dirt, with the worms (p~ssy)
yeah, i’m smokin’ dead opps to the face
every puff taste sweet like revenge in a case (haha)
lil’ hoe on my d~ck, i don’t care what she say
only thing on my mind is the bag every day (money)
heard a p~ssy~ass n~gga tryna diss my name
now his picture on a shirt, n~gga, f~ck your gang (f~ck ‘em)
run down season, no talk, no cap (nah)
b~tch, we leave a n~gga folded, body flat (boom)
hundred rounds drippin’, got blood on the mat
f~ck a rat, b~tch, i don’t ever f~ck with that
yeah, i’m posted with my big cousin chuckyy, we dangerous (facts)
pop out with two sticks like angel dust (bah, bah, bah)
i don’t fear no man, i don’t fear no clique
run down, mask up, b~tch, we off you quick
[chorus: k.o. da reaper]
he don’t like to fight sh~t, he like to light sh~t (bah, bah)
catch him lackin’ in the alley, then ignite sh~t
we ain’t playin’, b~tch, this glock got extensions
p~ssy n~gga talkin’, now he swimmin’ with the fishes (f~ck him)
yeah, yeah, mask up, b~tch, we don’t miss (nah)
hop out broad day, put a hole in his lip (bah, bah, bah)
i don’t care about no talk, i’ma empty this clip
run down season, lil’ hoe, get your sh~t flipped

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