lirik lagu seï k (7777) - donotcomenearme
[intro : seï] : (woah, aye, aye, yuh) i nutted in this b~tch ear and she couldn’t hear sh~t for 9 months, haha, bigstankdaddy777, you know what the f~ck goin on (aye, aye, aye)
[verse 1 : seï]
you know a n~gga always gotta keep it 100
you know a n~gga always gotta get to the summit
f~ck out the way, cuz i’m making my wave and you n~ggas just hate while i’m makin that pa~per, fix ya face, fore a n~gga really bout to put you in yo place, beat a n~gga up and then i’m bohta to do the race, b~tch n~ggas know that i’m beating the case. try me again and i’ll fold you n~gga, pop another clip and i’m reloaded n~gga, all my n~ggas wolves, we dont play my n~gga. i dont really hang with fakes uh, i dont reallt hang with lames uh. everytime i hear your namе uh, a n~gga wanna make u feel pain uh. feel my fists on your face uh
[verse 2 : caprice the new youngin]
diamonds, my fist, i was born right to [?]
i don’t hang with the [?], n~gga f~ck around my [?]
i see [?]
i’m the youngеst since birth [?]
[?], hit the dash, then i gotta get
that’s the n~gga man who [?] caprice, yea we gotta dip
no slit, no wrists, my emo b~tch got custom chains
all around her wrists
oh, go ahead with your mistress, i took her b~tch
and i’m [?]
[?]
got the gas in my mouth, it hit loud like a fart (cut the beat, cut the beat)
(mike ike : jesus christ bro)
(like say whassup hm, i just gotta say like what is up? hm)
[verse 3 : mike ike]
f~cking with my gang, go on k!lling spree, n~gga
i don’t think these motherf~ckers feeling me, n~gga
boof got me higher than how the ceiling be, n~gga
i don’t spit no bars only soliloquies, n~gga
b~tch, i am not fake, i am a billie jean, n~gga
getting on my patience, i get really mean, n~gga
f~cked up!
b~tch go and take a step sideways, yuh
tough luck!
i’ll come and make ya head vibrate, yuh
what does
that mean? i’ll rage up them migraines, yuh
lungs bust!
when i scream, hate ma left eye pains, yuh
make a f~ck n~gga throw a fit
when i pull up to the school i show a kid, mmm
how my d~ck went and broke her wrist
straight fire but i still got colder sh~t, uhhhh
pop out, talk loud, how you gonna walk out?
if i really pull up with the chop now?
drop down, long route, b~tch i’m with the compound
if a p~ssy wanna come get called out
b~tch
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