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k bye - rob your son lyrics

[hook: k bye]
gang gang over everything
pulling up, mask on, make you say my f#cking name
you f#cking lames, f#ck the clique you came
pull up on your son for his gold chain, that’s on everything
pull up on your son, on the run
pull up on your son, we on the run
pull up on your son, we on the run, just for fun
pull up on your son, we on the run

[verse 1: greyhound]
you know the f#ckin’ name (greyhound)
get the money to get me another chain
wait maybe i’ll take it, he look complacement
he lookin’ like he got money for days kid
n0body safe when it’s me, mars, k, beat the boy up easily, it’s a piece of cake
clearing the crib out, looking for every easter egg (yeah)
i’m not a criminal but tonight i am, got his chain in my left and cash in my right hand
usually a nice man, wait i think i can
dip out of here, tryna blow in about a year
wait less than that, need the checks and cash
cause i grinding every minute and i’m stressed from rap
and time has just been ticking so i’m finna snap
at the industry, these motherf#ckers kidding me
seen me at shows in boston, they wanna get rid of me
those sucker motherf#ckers ain’t gonna do diddly, leave me with an injury
couldn’t do more than the little bit of shade that they sending me
making my enemies know what’s up, just know you suck, yeah literally
we’ll cop a gun just to rob your son, we’ll even get a receipt, hey

[verse 2: marsini]
pull up with the gang gang, they pull up with the chopper, let it bang
let the braids hang, let my chain swing
and i sell a lot of dope, yeah i move a lot of o’s
please get the f#ck out my face, cause b#tch i’m way too
gone, i been drinking and smoking
i’m off the molly, i’m sipping the potion
i got a remedy, i got a recipe, haters is testin’ me, i’m staying focused
counting up a check, stacking up a hundred more racks
out of sp#ce coupe, we gon pull up back to back, just like

- k bye lyrics

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