harsh casino - lesson lyrics
(intro)
aye, let’s goooo
yea, yea
ooo, ooo, yea
let’s go
(chorus)
i might pullin up on em wit a brand new smith and wesson
shootin like i’m curry, b+tch it’s 30 in the weapon
empty out a clip on em, i switch onto the f.n
know that i won’t miss i’m with some k!llas that be steppin
how is you alone, ain’t got no gang that you be reppin
i don’t wanna f+ck witcha how you ain’t get the message
flowing on these beats too hard, you’d think it’s my profession
they don’t want the smoke, there ain’t no opps that gon be testin
(verse 1)
rugar like a ruler, b+tch i’m bout a teach a lesson
spittin all this heat into the mic, no time for restin
when im finished getting to these bands, ain’t no more stressin
you don’t wanna see me winnin, i can tell from your expression
imma, imma, keep on runnin to the cash
you gon, you gon, b+tch you keep on staying mad
commas, commas, fillin all up in my bag
two door, two door, doin 80 on the dash
they keep runnin sh+t back, when i’m on the f+ckin track
hop out with the choppa then it’s singing “that’s a rack”
yea we gon attack, bringing .30’s and a mac
flipping em and moving em cuz i be pushing packs
vvs on my wrist and they be lighting up the dark
we just be so lit, we might just f+ck around and spark
he be lookin shady, man i think that he’s a narc
too much water on my neck, we might need noah’s ark
(chorus)
i might pullin up on em wit brand a new smith and wesson
shootin like i’m curry, b+tch it’s 30 in the weapon
empty out a clip on em, i switch onto the f.n
know that i won’t miss i’m with some k!llas that be steppin
how is you alone, ain’t got no gang that you be reppin
i don’t wanna f+ck witcha how you ain’t get the message
flowing on these beats too hard, you’d think it’s my profession
they don’t want the smoke, there ain’t no opps that gon be testin
(verse 2)
goin out the back and then i skrt off in a coupe
yes i got the racks, 20 thousand on the shoes
pull up in a drop and then i’m takin off the roof
don’t you try to play me, yea my shooters love to shoot
high up, we get down bad, i could down that
draco, 100 rounds at, in a compact
spit facts, you could sound that, how you found that
she left, and came round back, you ain’t bounce back
b+tch i’m never quitting, yea i’m always winning
first i hit the block, the it get to spinning
nah i can’t be sittin, ain’t have time to sit around when you in my position
man i’m always grinning, but you can’t see my face cuz i’m in bentleys that be tinted
aye, aye
i know dat this a hit, imma get dirty wit sticks
smokin the flame and its lit
casino gon f+ck on your b+tch!
yea
(chorus)
i might pullin up on em wit brand a new smith and wesson
shootin like i’m curry, b+tch it’s 30 in the weapon
empty out a clip on em, i switch onto the f.n
know that i won’t miss i’m with some k!llas that be steppin
how is you alone, ain’t got no gang that you be reppin
i don’t wanna f+ck witcha how you ain’t get the message
flowing on these beats too hard, you’d think it’s my profession
they don’t want the smoke, there ain’t no opps that gon be testin
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