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amg.brando – kounterfeit lyrics

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(kennel beats, you did it again)

amg  sh-t!
hook:  amg.brando
we riding b-tch, we sliding b-tch (uh-huh)
we bout that violent sh-t
we  up the scope and hit yo bro
now  he on that silent sh-t (put him to sleep)
you wildin b-tch, come suck my d-ck for freestyling b-tch
you  n-gg-s mad bout some sh-t i said you n-gg-s kounterfeit

verse 1: amg.brando
hit yo block, we gon drop sum (bow! bow!)
i bet i rock sum
bag  yo b-tch and took her home lil n-gg- bet she top sum
sell that dope get that bread and bring it back (uh-huh)
tell the opps we just made a f-cking pack lil n-gg-
let’s get it gone, the plug name is ramone
i cop it and get it gone that gas be my cologne
.223 will make your block hot
i’m in the drop top
had to drop the windows cuz lil zack can’t take the hot box (zack! zack!)
if i call who gon ball for a real n-gg-? i put my ace up on his -ss he’ll k!ll n-gg-
put a pickle in that b-tch what’s the dill n-gg-?
i don’t feel ‘n the choppa k!ll n-gg-s
f-ck yo hideout (uh-huh)
we bout to ride out
full up with the tommy, lil n-gg- it’s time for timeout
hit yo b-tch just to see just what her mind bout
lil n-gg- bout to ride out

hook: amg.brando
we riding b-tch, we sliding b-tch (uh-huh)
we bout that violent sh-t
we up the scope and hit yo bro
now he on that silent sh-t (put him to sleep)
you wildin b-tch, come suck my d-ck for freestyling b-tch
you n-gg-s mad bout some sh-t i said you n-gg-s kounterfeit

verse 2: paperroutejay
uh, these n-gg-s kounterfeit as f-ck (kounterfeit as f-ck!)
and i can’t trust a soul, ridin with a pole
can’t let a n-gg- turn me to a ghost
up the scope, too many losses i can’t take no more
click-clack let the pistol pop
i told him i’ma get em gone (get him gone)
w-lly2billy that’s my dawg and he gon ride fasho (yeah, he gon ride fasho)
billymack that n-gg- brazy he go toe for toe (he go toe for toe)
aye why these n-gg-s shady putting on a show? (tell me why!)
tryna cop a plea when its time for smoke, ain’t tryna hear that
lil b-tch let’s get it in f-ck the compet-tion, b-tch don’t ask for help i play to win (i play to win hoe)
f-ck your recognition, i don’t know you
you can eat my d-ck (b-tch)
ain’t blew up off this rap sh-t, so i’m still hittin licks. (kickin doors)
really be with n-gg-s who gon do it, ain’t no second guessing (ain’t no second guessing)
apply the pressure left him shook, he seen the smith and wesson
(these n-gg-s p-ssy)
we tryna do em dirty, ain’t missing sh-t like i’m stephen curry
these n-gg-s shoot and miss on purpose, they ain’t tryna purchase

hook: amg.brando
we riding b-tch, we sliding b-tch (slidin hoe)
we bout that violent sh-t
we up the scope and hit yo bro (we hit yo bro) (put him to sleep)
now he on that silent sh-t
you wildin b-tch, come suck my d-ck for freestyling b-tch (yeah)
you n-gg-s mad bout some sh-t i said you n-gg-s kounterfeit (kounterfeit as f-ck!) (uh-huh)
we hit yo bro (now he on some silent sh-t) (put em to sleep)
(you n-gg-s kounterfeit…)



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