fucksnowrr - kneel lyrics
[intro]
—esh off the plane, n+gga, i’m tryna go drill
lodb while i’m totin’ a mil’
i’m with my twin—
and n+ggas get still
when i’m fresh off the plane, n+gga, i’m tryna go drill
lodb while i’m totin’ a mil’
i’m with my twin and he straight from the ‘ville
tape on the chop when sh+t get real
i’m callin’ them 4’s and i know they for real
bangin’ that chop’, n+gga, i kneel
you stay in the house when it’s hot in the field
(300)
3’s, n+gga
(this a dj brief exclusive, n+gga)
3
[verse 1]
squ+squeezin’ that b+tch like a lemon
i only come outside at night, i’m a villain
we+we swoop through your hood for the village
buddy got cooked, spinach
she likin’ my posts, i’ma—
she likin’ my posts, i’ma hit it
[chorus]
your block, hit it
your hood, bend it
your rip, fl!ck it
i’m keeping that switch and i know it’s a sentencе
3’s up, n+gga
my pockets bigger
and the scorе, it’s three+up, n+gga
ain’t shootin’ from deep, n+ggas never been hitters
new black’, glorilla
she some fine sh+t, i’ma k!ll her
and she know i don’t need her
he was catchin’ that gen and i know that he feel it
[verse 2]
i know that she needy, i’m tryna come chill
i bend when i’m sober, i’m never off pills
get the flash on that .40 and n+ggas get still
when i’m fresh off the plane, n+gga, i’m tryna go drill
lodb while i’m totin’ a mil’
i’m with my twin and he straight from the ‘ville
tape on the chop’ when sh+t get real
i’m callin’ them 4’s and i know they for real
bangin’ that chop’, n+gga, i kneel
you stay in the house when it’s hot in the field
i’m real pro’s, this sh+t for real
he got hit, uploadin’ a reel
it was me, i was bustin’ that steel
it was 3, he was bustin’ that shield
i was broke and i ain’t have a meal
watch how the tables turnin’, how you feel? (300)
he got hit, i don’t know how that feel
new black’, n+gga, i kneel
[chorus]
your block, hit it
your hood, bend it
your rip, fl!ck it
i’m keeping that switch and i know it’s a sentence
3’s up, n+gga
my pockets bigger
and the score, it’s three+up, n+gga
ain’t shootin’ from deep, n+ggas never been hitters
new black’, glorilla
she some fine sh+t, i’ma—
and she know i don’t need her
he was catchin’ that gen and i know that he feel it
new black’, glorilla
and the score, it’s three+up, n+gga
[outro]
(go)
(one, two, three, four)
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