Drenched Kyle Richh, KJ Swervo & Kai Swervo (Ft. Baree Swervo & Jay Gelato)
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[Intro: Kyle Richh & Mase]
(Huncho)
We not your little niggas, like, for real
All that big homie stuff, that's for little niggas (Fuck)
People would tell me, "Mase, chill"
No, chill for what? Who is this nigga? (4s on top, like, it's forty-one shots)
[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
A-AR got shot in his shit (AR)
Shh died, he the top of the list
Bro got remanded for flockin' his shit (Like, damn)
Like, free all the 4s, we was givin' 'em belt (Like, what?)
Jawn Cena top of the shelf (Cena)
DGK, word to bro, y'all ain't dangerous
And it's forty-one shots for a Ray Makk ranger (DGK)
[Verse 1: Kai Swervo]
What— what the fuck?
Like, tell 'em what happened to Queez
Mad of your mans got shot, niggas must've forgot that somebody tagged up Bеans
We throwin' back if he jack TG
Told KB to finish him off if he lеan
Gotta throw on my mask in that V, I'ma hop out and blast
I bet he ain't runnin' from these, like
Like, yeah, we do more than a lot
And, yes, we spin multiple blocks
Niggas off thinkin' shit sweet and keep it a hush, but Cena got caught and he died
(Huncho)
We not your little niggas, like, for real
All that big homie stuff, that's for little niggas (Fuck)
People would tell me, "Mase, chill"
No, chill for what? Who is this nigga? (4s on top, like, it's forty-one shots)
[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
A-AR got shot in his shit (AR)
Shh died, he the top of the list
Bro got remanded for flockin' his shit (Like, damn)
Like, free all the 4s, we was givin' 'em belt (Like, what?)
Jawn Cena top of the shelf (Cena)
DGK, word to bro, y'all ain't dangerous
And it's forty-one shots for a Ray Makk ranger (DGK)
[Verse 1: Kai Swervo]
What— what the fuck?
Like, tell 'em what happened to Queez
Mad of your mans got shot, niggas must've forgot that somebody tagged up Bеans
We throwin' back if he jack TG
Told KB to finish him off if he lеan
Gotta throw on my mask in that V, I'ma hop out and blast
I bet he ain't runnin' from these, like
Like, yeah, we do more than a lot
And, yes, we spin multiple blocks
Niggas off thinkin' shit sweet and keep it a hush, but Cena got caught and he died
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