9lucas - katalot lyrics
katelot
yeah
money baggers
yeah
huh, huh, huh
i ain’t gon’ say too much when a spongie speakin’ on that hot sh+t
f+ck the admins, ’cause them b+tches ain’t gon’ stop sh+t
money baggers mad, if they play they gettin’ popped quick
flyest spammer in the game, yeah, i’m a k!ller
posted on katalot, wit’ a hunnid some’ shots
i be scoping wit’ the tact, lil’ n+gga you a lobster
bullets heat a n+gga up, like he eatin’ on some pasta
and shoutout to lucas, i keep me some rubies
my n+ggas trappin’ out the legacy, shoutout to the migos (the migos)
if a n+gga join syntax, shoot him through thе peephole
the trap always open, b+tch, wе ain’t never closed
we movin’ them crates and we movin’ them targets
step one, step two, do my dance in this b+tch
got a hunnid some’ tacts like a quick scope in this b+tch
man, she keep on b+tchin’, all that naggin’ and sh+t
fierzaa shut the f+ck up and jus’ gag on this d+ck
i’m a side n+gga, and i love when she swallow
if viecti say something, hit him wit’ a hollow
that longshot, knock ya meat out ya taco (your taco)
flexin’ on these b+tches, they call me long john silvers
school of hard knocks, let me take you to class
my ro+thot really skinny but she got a lot of ass
i love counting money, i get a lot of cash
if you try to take it from me, his toe gon’ have a tag
i ain’t gon’ say too much when a spongie speakin’ on that hot sh+t
f+ck the admins, ’cause them b+tches ain’t gon’ stop sh+t
money baggers mad, if they play they gettin’ popped quick
flyest spammer in the game, yeah, i’m a k!ller
posted on katalot, wit’ a hunnid some’ shots
i be scoping wit’ the tact, lil’ n+gga you a lobster
bullets heat a n+gga up, like he eatin’ on some pasta
and shoutout to lucas, i keep me some rubies
all up in the party, you know we got them silver swords (them name tags)
get a n+gga banned like i work at kat discord (discord)
i love ey man, but a young n+gga syntax
firework show, ’cause my n+ggas get to sparklin’
i’m a hothead, i’ll crash any second (yeah)
he speakin’ on who? send his b+tch ass to heaven (to heaven)
extended clips, when we tote them mac+11’s (uh+huh)
my n+ggas they be bloodin’, they be playing rogue’ out them 7’s (crip)
why you investigating me? ’cause i don’t know a thang
and i’ma always keep a solid, i’ll never sang
you know i’m ey fam, i always rep the gang (ey)
he kept on dissin’ so a n+gga had to run his fade (gang, gang)
had to run fade (had to sn+tch that n+gga brain)
i had to sn+tch his brain (had to sn+tch that n+gga brain)
i had to make it rain (make that motha f+cka rain)
eymason let that f+ckin’ choppa sing, yeah (make it sing)
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