Gooked Out Kolyon (Ft. Kodak Black)
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[Intro: Kolyon]
Mic check, See my city its like nightmare on elm street these niggas a kill yo ass on elm street
See my city, It ain't no pretty sight you got thug niggas fuck niggas and police lights we just round here be gooking man
[Chorus: Kolyon]
See that molly got em gooking
That flocka got em shooting
That powder keep em moving
These jits round here getting booted (2x)
It go,one for the money
Two for the bitches
Three for my niggas popping jiggas
They bout they skrilla, see them my niggas (2x)
[Verse 1: Kolyon]
In the city where i live they jits getting killed
Dealing methinphetamines, snort coke pop pills
Man this shit get real nigga, drop body like tears
Its hard to be the boss, my fault got lost in the sauce
See now my mind is on a million
Its bout to go down like them buildings
Yall fuck niggas rapping, them real niggas feel me
See Koly back snapping, these pussy want a kill me
In the kitchen Kodak bopping
Fuck wit me and thats a privelage
And I might go see the dentist with 5 racks in my skinnies
Im with Kodak in a cutlass, told em fuck it nigga bend it
For my niggas who be hustlin, no cuffing niggas spending
What yall niggas rapping, we already did it its KKK
Mic check, See my city its like nightmare on elm street these niggas a kill yo ass on elm street
See my city, It ain't no pretty sight you got thug niggas fuck niggas and police lights we just round here be gooking man
[Chorus: Kolyon]
See that molly got em gooking
That flocka got em shooting
That powder keep em moving
These jits round here getting booted (2x)
It go,one for the money
Two for the bitches
Three for my niggas popping jiggas
They bout they skrilla, see them my niggas (2x)
[Verse 1: Kolyon]
In the city where i live they jits getting killed
Dealing methinphetamines, snort coke pop pills
Man this shit get real nigga, drop body like tears
Its hard to be the boss, my fault got lost in the sauce
See now my mind is on a million
Its bout to go down like them buildings
Yall fuck niggas rapping, them real niggas feel me
See Koly back snapping, these pussy want a kill me
In the kitchen Kodak bopping
Fuck wit me and thats a privelage
And I might go see the dentist with 5 racks in my skinnies
Im with Kodak in a cutlass, told em fuck it nigga bend it
For my niggas who be hustlin, no cuffing niggas spending
What yall niggas rapping, we already did it its KKK
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