WHO DAT ? (ACT BAD) Kenzo Balla (Ft. Kenzo Balla)
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[Intro: Kenzo Balla]
Like, what?
(Yo, Jay, how you feel about this one?)
Ah
Every opp shot, everything dead
Like, what?
Grrah
Like, 5z on top
Every opp shot
Ah
[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla & Cito Blick]
Me and Blick two deep, creepin' on they block (Creepin' on they block)
Tryna kill a Drilly, put 'em in a box (Put 'em in a box)
Deuce 5th stay in my sock (It stay in my sock)
The last nigga died 'cause he ain't have his knock
If he run and he trip, then he shot
Yellow tapes surroundin' the block
It's a DOA party, everything shot (Like, everything shot)
Like, free Kay Flock, but he still on top
And I got a lil' bad bitch jackin' Hat (Yeah, she jackin' Hat)
Tryna pull up, where a nigga at?
Like, I said fuck it, like, gotta move tact' (Grrah)
Got a thirty clip hangin' right out of my back (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Niggas know I'm thе Makk, so I gotta move tact'
In the telly, I'm brеakin' her back
She gave me the drop, now niggas in a pack
Just popped three yerkies, I'm smacked (Ah)
And I got two bottles in the back
Since he's runnin', let us run a track
Like, Kenzo go first, like, I go last
Like, it don't even matter, we breakin' her back (We breakin' her back)
Don't sip no liquor, just Ac'
Big knock on my body, can't lack
Two bad bitches tryna act bad
She wanna fuck, we headed to the back (Ah)
Like, what?
(Yo, Jay, how you feel about this one?)
Ah
Every opp shot, everything dead
Like, what?
Grrah
Like, 5z on top
Every opp shot
Ah
[Verse 1: Kenzo Balla & Cito Blick]
Me and Blick two deep, creepin' on they block (Creepin' on they block)
Tryna kill a Drilly, put 'em in a box (Put 'em in a box)
Deuce 5th stay in my sock (It stay in my sock)
The last nigga died 'cause he ain't have his knock
If he run and he trip, then he shot
Yellow tapes surroundin' the block
It's a DOA party, everything shot (Like, everything shot)
Like, free Kay Flock, but he still on top
And I got a lil' bad bitch jackin' Hat (Yeah, she jackin' Hat)
Tryna pull up, where a nigga at?
Like, I said fuck it, like, gotta move tact' (Grrah)
Got a thirty clip hangin' right out of my back (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Niggas know I'm thе Makk, so I gotta move tact'
In the telly, I'm brеakin' her back
She gave me the drop, now niggas in a pack
Just popped three yerkies, I'm smacked (Ah)
And I got two bottles in the back
Since he's runnin', let us run a track
Like, Kenzo go first, like, I go last
Like, it don't even matter, we breakin' her back (We breakin' her back)
Don't sip no liquor, just Ac'
Big knock on my body, can't lack
Two bad bitches tryna act bad
She wanna fuck, we headed to the back (Ah)
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