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chii wvttz - ya know who we be lyrics

[intro: kd4lwb]

skii gang
(division)
don’t make no sense, like
(wars too nasty)
skii gang, free blizzy, b+tch
yeah, 4l, wb

[verse 1: kd4lwb]

skii, gang
ya’ll know who we be
said you spinnin’, i know you see, that n+gga kd
gotta pass it to chii, he throwin’ like 3, ya’ll know how we skii
i call lil kenzo, his b+tch got a beam, he ootin’ for me

[verse; chii wvttz]

ya know who we be
big doa, i don’t dump out the v
like, i’m might just hop out on feet
rah got clapped, got turned to a splee
like, n+ggas be internet dissin’ got hit in his melon, go make you a tee
like, and swervo still ootin’ for free and this knock so big sh+t blowin’ debris
me and my n+ggas still hittin’ that target
we don’t sell chops, the f+ck is a market
run down, head tap, it stay in the pocket, cause you know i keep a pocket rocket
big die gz, see a gz imma flock it
and i’m heavy on the trending topic
how you top 5? n+gga you copped it
and i been in the field, got it adopted
n+ggas be p+ssy, at last never popped it, but they get on net and they pop sh+t
tell them stupid n+ggas body droppin’
said he smokin’ on who? so i shot ’em
stupid n+gga f+ck that river park sh+t
kd, he buggin’ we spot ’em we got ’em
your mans got poked up in school, and ya’ll watched him
your mans got poked up in school, and ya’ll watched him
[verse: kd4lwb]

he said i’m crazy when i’m off the wock, don’t spin my block
speakin’ on skii, that’s how you get shot, 2 twins and they glocks
poke [?], we makin’ sh+t hot, unlimited shots, don’t spin my block, any opp get flocked
and we uppin’ the sco’, send some shots
jackin’ the 30 he gon’ get shot, he got hit wit’ the mop
i can’t trust these b+tches they movin’ like thots

[verse: chii wvttz + kd4lwb]

32 rounds out the sock
i see me a drilly, i’m makin’ ’em hot, like
catch me a gz, make ’em bop
n+ggas be talkin’ too hot, like
sb won’t flock
catch me a 30 we makin’ ’em drop, like
n+ggas can’t spin my block
caught ’em in traffic, he folding no chops
stupid n+gga, he got hit wit’ this glock
doa, ebk, the one sendin’ them shots
b+tch, n+ggas know i’ll flock for my flocks

- chii wvttz lyrics

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