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k-solo - solo shit lyrics

[verse 1: k solo]
your man not a shooter
just like a nerd he be on computers
this clip on my body it came with a ruler
remember those days making plays on a scooter
one shot to his head he gon’ need a tutor
i cut off his head put that sh-t in a cooler
lil’ b-tch bad she working at hooters
the ___ on my -ss hold a clip and a ____
if he talking dirty, we getting messy
one shot to his stomach, bob’s spaghetti
five nights in the trap, lil’ b-tch like freddy
i’m poppin’ the glock, surprise, confetti
yeah five shooters with me, n-gg- one direction
and just like an i n-gg-, yeah i’m pressin’
nine shots to his body n-gg-, he a freshman
i cut off his head now it’s my collection
aye don, shoot
im servin’ them glocks n-gg-, like i’m winnin’
he said he a choppa n-gg-, he pretendin’
im p-ssing the work n-gg-, jeremy lin

[verse 2: k solo]
that n-gg- not dead, oh sh-t don, spin again
and i pray to the lord forgive me for my sins
you need to shut the f-ck up, you n-gg-s not my mans
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african shooters, that be where the sticks at
my bullets, they pop in your mouth like a tic-tac
he said he my man aye [?], where the list at?
[?] like a kit-kat
that n-gg-, he mad cause he can’t get his b-tch back
i pull up with 8 n-gg-s like it’s a kickback
this beat is my dinner, and n-gg- i ate that

- k solo lyrics

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