We Run Shit Kerser (Ft. NEBS & Sarm)
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[Intro]
Made for the shit, sluts turn to set
Told 'em what the force, Sarm, Kerser, Nebs
Made for the shit, sluts turn to set
Told 'em what the force, Sarm, Kerser, Nebs
Made for the shit, sluts turn to set
Told 'em what the force, Sarm, Kerser, Nebs
Made for the shit, sluts turn to set
Told 'em what the force, Sarm, Kerser, Nebs
[Verse 1: Kerser]
Back to basics, straight amazing, ask me bout the game I'm playing
Dreading what I've done to locks, you thinking bout it, ain't Jamaican
Kerser been the sickest probably why I'm earning digits
And they looking at your shit like rather burn it cause your bitches
Swagger like I've never seen I'm here to hurt and burn a bitch
Your shit get no views like Hustle Hard without a Kerser vid (True)
Everybody dribble and they kidding ain't it whack son?
Leave 'em injured whinging cause they toy just like a cap gun (Get it?)
No you ain't a rapper 'cause you've been inside a booth before
I bust my arse to get here and you try and make a movement more
Meaningful than mine, but that's impossible I'm made for this
And you be on my dick, pretty much just like your lady is
If I never said it then you faggots can not call it sick
Download your shit illegally, now that's what I call rawting shit
'Cause it's shit ('cause it's shit) and I'm sick
I am what is real, and you is just pretending bitch
Made for the shit, sluts turn to set
Told 'em what the force, Sarm, Kerser, Nebs
Made for the shit, sluts turn to set
Told 'em what the force, Sarm, Kerser, Nebs
Made for the shit, sluts turn to set
Told 'em what the force, Sarm, Kerser, Nebs
Made for the shit, sluts turn to set
Told 'em what the force, Sarm, Kerser, Nebs
[Verse 1: Kerser]
Back to basics, straight amazing, ask me bout the game I'm playing
Dreading what I've done to locks, you thinking bout it, ain't Jamaican
Kerser been the sickest probably why I'm earning digits
And they looking at your shit like rather burn it cause your bitches
Swagger like I've never seen I'm here to hurt and burn a bitch
Your shit get no views like Hustle Hard without a Kerser vid (True)
Everybody dribble and they kidding ain't it whack son?
Leave 'em injured whinging cause they toy just like a cap gun (Get it?)
No you ain't a rapper 'cause you've been inside a booth before
I bust my arse to get here and you try and make a movement more
Meaningful than mine, but that's impossible I'm made for this
And you be on my dick, pretty much just like your lady is
If I never said it then you faggots can not call it sick
Download your shit illegally, now that's what I call rawting shit
'Cause it's shit ('cause it's shit) and I'm sick
I am what is real, and you is just pretending bitch
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