PSA Kenzo Balla & Kyle Richh
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[Intro: Kyle Richh]
(Ooh, Tash)
Grah
Every opp shot (Grah)
[Verse 1: Kyle Richh & Kenzo Balla]
Suck my dick
I'm on hots
He not a demon, he tough with his knocks
(Like, how was you smoking my deads?)
Man got dropped, he was yellin' my head
Like, and these niggas not smoking on Lay, bow
Reverse to see how he lay
Damn, I got money, they think I'm the man
Too too deep, just me and my tan
Niggas ain't opps, they fans
What did you do when you ran into me?
Damn, these niggas pussy
And we been on live on they block
He tryna reach, too late, been clapped him (Click, click)
Put that boy in the past tense
Opp niggas, soft no napkin
Bullets gon' put 'em to sleep, no nappin'
And these niggas be bluffin' and chattin'
He think I'm pussy 'cause I went to college
Come here, let me show you what a Glock is
Rip through his brain, I might fuck up his knowledge
I been outside since a jit
Bitch, I was raised in the Ville'
I was thirteen when my brother had died, then I picked up a tooley 'cause shit gettin' real
Too much feelings to put in a pen
All these feelings, I wanna go spin
Bi-Big bro told me to chill
You gon' be good, when you get you a deal
Between my brothers, we share every mil'
Free the 'ooters, who locked in the cell
Loco, 2Makk, Bdot, Twelve
Love my brothers, I love 'em for life (Ah)
Two twin chops, I don't need to fight (Ah)
(Ooh, Tash)
Grah
Every opp shot (Grah)
[Verse 1: Kyle Richh & Kenzo Balla]
Suck my dick
I'm on hots
He not a demon, he tough with his knocks
(Like, how was you smoking my deads?)
Man got dropped, he was yellin' my head
Like, and these niggas not smoking on Lay, bow
Reverse to see how he lay
Damn, I got money, they think I'm the man
Too too deep, just me and my tan
Niggas ain't opps, they fans
What did you do when you ran into me?
Damn, these niggas pussy
And we been on live on they block
He tryna reach, too late, been clapped him (Click, click)
Put that boy in the past tense
Opp niggas, soft no napkin
Bullets gon' put 'em to sleep, no nappin'
And these niggas be bluffin' and chattin'
He think I'm pussy 'cause I went to college
Come here, let me show you what a Glock is
Rip through his brain, I might fuck up his knowledge
I been outside since a jit
Bitch, I was raised in the Ville'
I was thirteen when my brother had died, then I picked up a tooley 'cause shit gettin' real
Too much feelings to put in a pen
All these feelings, I wanna go spin
Bi-Big bro told me to chill
You gon' be good, when you get you a deal
Between my brothers, we share every mil'
Free the 'ooters, who locked in the cell
Loco, 2Makk, Bdot, Twelve
Love my brothers, I love 'em for life (Ah)
Two twin chops, I don't need to fight (Ah)
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