[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Ayy, slide up in the cut
Better knuck, better buck
We don't duck, bitch, what's up?
We don't duck, bitch, what's up?
I'm a dog, man, I ain't trained
That shit I'll take to the grave
That shit I'll take to the grave
That shit I'll take to the grave
[Verse 1: ZillaKami]
I spray the K ambidextrous
Snatchin' her necklace, wildin' like bogies off Actavis
Banned, stuffin' the duffel with bands
Holdin' the dog, it get snatched out your hands
Say say, spray K, K-Nay lay lay
Every day-day gettin' paid, never catch fade
Glock and a .22, Glock and a .22
Niggas wanna talk, talk sitting there, choo, choo
Little fuckin' cokehead wanna go, tell him, "Let him go"
Russian Roulette with a full clip, Glock, no reload
Say what I want, nigga, fuck all your feelings
I run with that heater, that's heathens to demons
You talking, not fightin', my fists don't got reasons
My nigga's don't reason, that's hoes that be speakin'
Ayy, slide up in the cut
Better knuck, better buck
We don't duck, bitch, what's up?
We don't duck, bitch, what's up?
I'm a dog, man, I ain't trained
That shit I'll take to the grave
That shit I'll take to the grave
That shit I'll take to the grave
[Verse 1: ZillaKami]
I spray the K ambidextrous
Snatchin' her necklace, wildin' like bogies off Actavis
Banned, stuffin' the duffel with bands
Holdin' the dog, it get snatched out your hands
Say say, spray K, K-Nay lay lay
Every day-day gettin' paid, never catch fade
Glock and a .22, Glock and a .22
Niggas wanna talk, talk sitting there, choo, choo
Little fuckin' cokehead wanna go, tell him, "Let him go"
Russian Roulette with a full clip, Glock, no reload
Say what I want, nigga, fuck all your feelings
I run with that heater, that's heathens to demons
You talking, not fightin', my fists don't got reasons
My nigga's don't reason, that's hoes that be speakin'
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