FRONTLINE KA$HDAMI (Ft. baby evil & Glokk40Spaz)
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[Intro: KA$HDAMI]
(I would be there I could be— it's not cap, I swear)
Fbee
(Fuck)
[Verse 1: KA$HDAMI]
My niggas tryna hop out that van
I'm watchin' for opps everywhere that I am
[?] with my bitch, I'm tapped in with the [?]
With that shit that you jackin', it's foo, needa disband
Walk in the club and I don't need a wristband
Plane just hit, I'ma make me a quick band
Damioso on a lick, it's a masterplan
Switch on the Glock, get to poppin' like frying pan
Bitch, I'm post up on that avenue
Got a Jewish plug and he stay out in Malibu
Boy, you only gon' shoot if you have to shoot
One phone call, I send some bullets after you
If you don't wipe your nose then I can't interact with you
Bitch, you keep talkin' shit and yo' name gon' be [?]
I'm finna drop this ho 'cause she keep givin' attitude
I'm on the frontline and I'm totin' my GAT too
[Verse 2: baby evil]
Bitch, you know what the fuck goin' on, nigga, big 5
(That's them!)
Just brought a Glock wit' a beam in this bitch
You can't gеt in the ride if you don't got a switch
Throw the work off, nigga, I gotta pitch
Cap in yo' rap, nigga, you got mе sick
Call Smoke, he pop out with a Glick
Seven clips, now I feel like Mike Vick
Thought he had Wock' but he got his ass Tris
Too many Glocks in the 5% tint
Thought he had Percs but I gave his ass mints
Rap nigga, I do not read no comments
I shoot at the crowd, nigga, ladies and gents (Hrrt)
But them niggas shouldn't've been lackin'
Bitch, I'm on the block, nigga, pistol-packin'
You not from that hood, what the fuck is you jackin'?
(I would be there I could be— it's not cap, I swear)
Fbee
(Fuck)
[Verse 1: KA$HDAMI]
My niggas tryna hop out that van
I'm watchin' for opps everywhere that I am
[?] with my bitch, I'm tapped in with the [?]
With that shit that you jackin', it's foo, needa disband
Walk in the club and I don't need a wristband
Plane just hit, I'ma make me a quick band
Damioso on a lick, it's a masterplan
Switch on the Glock, get to poppin' like frying pan
Bitch, I'm post up on that avenue
Got a Jewish plug and he stay out in Malibu
Boy, you only gon' shoot if you have to shoot
One phone call, I send some bullets after you
If you don't wipe your nose then I can't interact with you
Bitch, you keep talkin' shit and yo' name gon' be [?]
I'm finna drop this ho 'cause she keep givin' attitude
I'm on the frontline and I'm totin' my GAT too
[Verse 2: baby evil]
Bitch, you know what the fuck goin' on, nigga, big 5
(That's them!)
Just brought a Glock wit' a beam in this bitch
You can't gеt in the ride if you don't got a switch
Throw the work off, nigga, I gotta pitch
Cap in yo' rap, nigga, you got mе sick
Call Smoke, he pop out with a Glick
Seven clips, now I feel like Mike Vick
Thought he had Wock' but he got his ass Tris
Too many Glocks in the 5% tint
Thought he had Percs but I gave his ass mints
Rap nigga, I do not read no comments
I shoot at the crowd, nigga, ladies and gents (Hrrt)
But them niggas shouldn't've been lackin'
Bitch, I'm on the block, nigga, pistol-packin'
You not from that hood, what the fuck is you jackin'?
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