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kaykaygns – verified lyrics

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[intro]
dtg
jj what you telling me

verified in this ‘ting but my tick ain’t blue

put your guys on the news, the numerous rambos covered in goo

forensic team tryna’ match these prints

anywhere goes if i sight them youts’

look

[kaykaygns & nizzy]
verified in this ‘ting but my tick ain’t blue
the streets know what i do
i stood up on the block like a thousand times
but i laughed every time, ‘cah they had no proof
forensic team tryna’ match these prints
but these latex gloves ain’t leaving a clue
i stabbed him first, and my n+gga did too
i gеt the t house hot, and i grip and shoot
verifiеd in the streets and my flag is blue (bwoy)
put your guys on the news, numerous rambos covered in goo (yuck)
i don’t need waze to find my paigons, anywhere goes if i sight them youts’ (i’ll find ’em)
i yinged him first, then shak did too (yuck)
how many times did we cross that border?
i seen him drip when i grip and shoot (ching, ching, ching, ching)

[nizzy]
ym really rubbed that blocka, i didn’t even skrr out +censored+ way (ayy)
how many times have we taped their borough? rrd tape got changed and ? (grrr, rah)
me plus boogz that’s violent youts’, the t and the g ? turn man over (grr, grr, grr)
d+d+do it one the 1, 2s ped, or press this mach’ from the back of the rover (bap, bap)
how many times? i can’t disclose, but them stab wounds closed his eyelids (yinged down)
i just wet my nank and dry it, switch to the left if the right gets tired
me and bro yuck just crossed that border, and bro yuck really yucked his rambo (yuck, yuck)
don’t walk on your block in sandles, show man angles left man mangled
pop my door if the yout’ try run, he ain’t gonna’ get far like +censored+ brother (ay where’s my bro?)
caught +censored+, but i had no ying
boxed his face, shoulda’ ate my cutter (i boxed his face)
+censored+ got spread like b+tter, he shoulda’ bucked +censored+ in the sky for supper (that pr+ck)
i can’t wait ’til we make it 3, just copped new heat tryna’ turn it summer (bape, bap, bap, bap)

[kaykaygns & nizzy]
look
verified in this ‘ting but my tick ain’t blue
the streets know what i do
i stood up on the block like a thousand times
but i laughed every time, ‘cah they had no proof
forensic team tryna’ match these prints
but these latex gloves ain’t leaving a clue
i stabbed him first, and my n+gga did too
i get the t house hot, and i grip and shoot
verified in the streets and my flag is blue (bwoy)
put your guys on the news, numerous rambos covered in goo (yuck)
i don’t need waze to find my paigons, anywhere goes if i sight them youts’ (i’ll find ’em)
i yinged him first, then shak did too (yuck)
how many times did we cross that border?
i seen him drip when i grip and shoot (ching, ching, ching, ching)
[kaykaygns]
i’m changing the weather with this thunder and lightning (bap)
i heard the +censored+ is a mess
they ain’t made a sound, since their friends been flying (brrrr)
i wet countless knives on the +censored+
tryna’ do it in the +censored+ i promise it’s timing (i promise)
anywhere i goes, i’m raising the violence
+censored+ tripped, i caught up and knifed him
i swear i didn’t stop, ’til i heard it was silence (shhh)
you ain’t ever gave man a shanking, and had to switch ‘cah your hand started cramping (ahhhh)
i was 15 when i first done a mad ‘ting
by age 17 i done how much mad things? (how many?)
and i did a lot of sh+t from the landing
fresh home 3 weeks +censored+ almost got shanked in
my lil’ n+ggas got a thing for poking
why you thing k1 got a 12 for the stabbings?
let me not start on +censored+ sis’, i had her on the g block sucking d+ck (hahahaha)
i can’t even lie i’m taking the p+ss, 1 month in this t done a 36
this baddie tryna’ play with my gun, she don’t have a clue what i done with that stick
the +censored+ and the +censored+ already got rubbed
nowadays, it’s the +censored+ if i’m taking a trip

[kaykaygns & nizzy]
verified in this ‘ting but my tick ain’t blue
the streets know what i do
i stood up on the block like a thousand times
but i laughed every time, ‘cah they had no proof
forensic team tryna’ match these prints
but these latex gloves ain’t leaving a clue
i stabbed him first, and my n+gga did too
i get the t house hot, and i grip and shoot
[outro]
dtg
jj what you telling me
verified in the streets and my flag is blue
put your guys on the news, numerous rambos covered in goo
i don’t need waze to find my paigons, anywhere goes if i sight them youts’
i yinged him first, then shak did too
how many times did we cross that border?
i seen him drip when i grip and shoot



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