Serious Getbacks Sin Squad (SS) (Ft. GP (Sin Squad) & ND)
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(Verse 1: ND)
Write that off then I go and get nookie
Clart my man on the laps, spun it, and splashed my man off his pushie
Don't know why guys still rap while blind, put down the mic, and stay in your goodies
Sparkz in the front with the loaded gat, beg you don't lack tryna link some pussy
(Verse 2: GP)
(Gunner)
Sinners known for the serious cheffings, Ramz got slapped on the mains, he didn't get up, he try play lemon
Fuck a fistfight, we don't play Tekken, out 'til midnight and I keep a weapon
I saw bro put his Rammy through, I saw juice spill, then flying feathers
Season the beef with salt and pepper, the beef's intense, the Glock my treasure
(Verse 3:ND)
In the cut some serious getbacks
Corn went straight through his forehead, pissed that the bullet didn't come out his head back
So shh get slapped while dashing, so and so caught up and they wet that
Barbershop where my bro turned barber, now he's in jail, minor setback
New yutes love throwing up gang signs, drop them L's, just know you're a dead man
Car broke down on the opp block, KMT, man ended up walking
Any black yutes man see in the 'Nizz, man back it and blast my man out his Jordans
Something got splashed round them sides, bro came back with juice on his Forces
(Verse 1: ND)
Write that off then I go and get nookie
Clart my man on the laps, spun it, and splashed my man off his pushie
Don't know why guys still rap while blind, put down the mic, and stay in your goodies
Sparkz in the front with the loaded gat, beg you don't lack tryna link some pussy
(Verse 2: GP)
(Gunner)
Sinners known for the serious cheffings, Ramz got slapped on the mains, he didn't get up, he try play lemon
Fuck a fistfight, we don't play Tekken, out 'til midnight and I keep a weapon
I saw bro put his Rammy through, I saw juice spill, then flying feathers
Season the beef with salt and pepper, the beef's intense, the Glock my treasure
(Verse 3:ND)
In the cut some serious getbacks
Corn went straight through his forehead, pissed that the bullet didn't come out his head back
So shh get slapped while dashing, so and so caught up and they wet that
Barbershop where my bro turned barber, now he's in jail, minor setback
New yutes love throwing up gang signs, drop them L's, just know you're a dead man
Car broke down on the opp block, KMT, man ended up walking
Any black yutes man see in the 'Nizz, man back it and blast my man out his Jordans
Something got splashed round them sides, bro came back with juice on his Forces
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