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dro kenji – wockhart lyrics

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[chorus: rot ken]
wockhart, wocky, i’m sitting the kitchen, hibachi
free lil wock and free lil chain both of ’em got hit for a body
she wet as a pool, i sent her to school
’cause she give me head like a colleague
i’m playing your [?] step back and i shoot
i shoot from the 3 like i’m harden

[verse 1: rot ken]
i shoot from the 3 and i might go and raid
that boy tryna play he got hit in his face
i ain’t trusting these ho’s with the firearm today
can’t trust you no more cause you ain’t play it safe
got lean in this drank, mix it up with the grape
i followed the road, yeah, the road that was paved
got more than one shot, k!ll that boy in one way
i left on his block and left more than one grave
might slide on his block, i might slide on the rat
’till i’m sipping it up just like i’m with [?]tanner
i can’t trust n0body [?] blood
i can’t trust n0body these n+ggas [?]
too many shots that came on the block
can’t run from these chopper don’t make sense to duck
that boy try to run got hit with a gun [?]

[chorus: rot ken]
wockhart, wocky, i’m sitting the kitchen, hibachi
free lil wock and free lil chain both of ’em got hit for a body
she wet as a pool, i sent her to school
’cause she give me head like a colleague
i’m playing your [?] step back and i shoot
i shoot from the 3 like i’m harden
[verse 2: dro kenji]
push up benz go speeding away
lot of horses in here, get the f+ck out my way
lot of bad wh0res in here, i love f+cking her face
ran up 20 this month, blow the money away
ooo d+mn, she know i’m rich
sippin’ on drank i might dismiss a b+tch
brand new mercedes got a god d+mn c+ckpit
your b+tch gon’ f+ck i couldn’t even stop it
slow down baby i’m high
i just couldn’t never give a f+ck, i tried
still don’t know how the h+ll past time
these folk real sly, drive me out of my mind
uh, not the smoke n+gga come fight me
these lil n+ggas always waste my time
going so steady put money up first
i need me some racks for the face time

[chorus: rot ken]
wockhart, wocky, i’m sitting the kitchen, hibachi
free lil wock and free lil chain both of ’em got hit for a body
she wet as a pool, i sent her to school
’cause she give me head like a colleague
i’m playing your [?] step back and i shoot
i shoot from the 3 like i’m harden



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