kenny capone – watch this pt. 2 lyrics
[intro]
ayo double, you k!lled that on foenem grave
f+ck y’all talkin’ about, like
y’all n+ggas dayroom, word to my mother
i’m not even gon’ give you n+ggas no type of cut
like, f+ck the opps
like, like, free the sweepers, n+gga
free the guys, n+gga
f+ck is goin’ on, n+ggas not f+ckin’ wit’ us you heard
like, like, he said, like
[chorus]
b+tch, i’m with the hound they could run up and flock, like hold on
run up send him to the—
a lot of y’all gangsters b+tches in disguise
push up on kc, he meetin’ his demise
15 in the glock, they know when i arrive
accuracy ‘ootin’, melo in his prime
relly jeff hardy in 2009
and b+tch i’m like 50 in 2005
[verse]
like, hold on, they call me gon’ hop out and get you
jayy ohh, buy some clothes that’ll fit you
drako, lil’ n+gga, you is not official
sh+t sound like a bomb, and my gun shootin’ missles
like, watch how i up it and aim it
family off limits, i flock at adjacent
your b+tch wanna f+ck ’cause she thinkin’ i’m famous
b+tch, i’m the greatest who is underrated
y’all shmu n+ggas f+ggots and faded, y’all don’t got no money, y’all jewelry plated
(y’all shmu n+ggas f+ggots and faded, y’all don’t got no money, y’all jewelry plated)
i don’t know why he rap like a k!ller
he troll on the net, and i get wit’ a n+gga
avengers, i turn him quick back to silver
only wock’ in my cup, i ain’t pourin’ no liquor
here’s one thing i don’t understand
y’all rap ’bout guns but cry up in the can
st+rdy, with or without it we could shoot the hands
opp n+ggas father’s ain’t show ’em be a man
n+ggas look up to me, just won’t admit it
like, hop out we leavin’ ’em finished
catch ’em today, spin again like a fidget
o blocks is dayroom, they follow a midget
“hope kenny outside, when i’m spinning”
like, why would i hide? with the smithen
capone from the ghost side, handle business
i know i’m on your side, handle b+tches (ayo double, you k!lled that on foenem grave)
but i be on phone line, wit’ them n+ggas
you talkin’ online, but i’m a menace
some n+ggas be on bum time
broke n+ggas wait to eat like a lunch line
shawty tryna call me for the fun time
but the gang already hit, i don’t want mines
‘ooters call me when it’s crunch time
fly ‘ooter resume, yeah he want mine
(shawty tryna call me for the fun time)
(but the gang already hit, i don’t want mines)
(‘ooters call me when it’s crunch time)
(fly ‘ooter resume, yeah he want mine)
lil’ n+gga—
[chorus]
b+tch, i’m with the hound they could run up and flock, like hold on
run up send him to the—
a lot of y’all gangsters b+tches in disguise
push up on kc, he meetin’ his demise
15 in the glock, they know when i arrive
accuracy ‘ootin’, melo in his prime
relly jeff hardy in 2009
and b+tch i’m like 50 in 2005
[outro]
f+ck y’all talkin’ about, n+gga
y’all n+ggas f+ckin’ wit me
yo, b+lovee, what up?
like, f+ck the opps, n+gga
sweepers
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