a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

kenzo str8drop - tough lyrics

[intro]
(kenzo str8drop)

[verse]
look i’m switchin’ my whip but i ain’t switchin’ my trap spot
zip tie n+ggas if i didn’t have my crack pot
pull up in that bentley bentayga like a trap god
we stacks racks, this money don’t fold like a laptop
wanted an s3, i copped one and plated it
picked up a bad b, took chase, i ain’t seen her since
used to push crack and hang straps out the same tints
when i hit town and open shop it’s like the plague hit
it’s like the walking dead
it’s not whiskers what we feed these cats
white straight drop but the b gets bashed
bentayga in the kitchen of this one room flat
one zipping pеbs, that’s an average trap, yeah
i push my shank in him whilе going through his pockets too
change clothes in the t, blue smokin’ off a spoon
i was on the run with my spinner, still sellin’ food
get cancer in my d+ck before i snitch like pettigrew
new plug talkin’ one but i’m tryna hustle two
rob n+ggas, still show face like i’m bulletproof
they wanna put my on the news, sh+t i want the same for you
this nine’s a baby, ain’t no beef, it can’t cater two
i gotta move correct, i could catch a m grabbin’ milk and bread
she thinks that i’m cute in my ralph lauren
but i’m outin’ pebs, cookin’ with no seasoning
mich+lle’s got breached, now i’m stashing guns in wheelie bins
there ain’t no reasoning with him, he’s an informant now
cut the cuzzy off ’cause he spoke in trial
i don’t need to break it down, when you’re in the streets you gotta take taht vow
thirty six goes with nine zips of brown
him flyin’ thems a myth like a pterodactyl
thirty quid on weed way before i got them packs through
goad’d, that’s my christmas cancelled
i really opened up mans face like a tin of mackerel
bricks get manhandled, you can’t buy this drive
i’m pickin’ up phones, l!ckin’ twenty’s out the drivers side
look before i had a whip, had a diamond back
i was in the t more than home ‘cah i like to trap
if i didn’t have a phone i’d be a lifer too
we tracker up whips, spin work, then we call on food
zip tie n+ggas, didn’t boot off, we walked him through
young g ain’t shooting at your legs, arms at quarter to
and every time i’m hands off it don’t last a week
i love the hustle like mitch, i’m flyin’ ’round in amg’s
i stuff b in neutral bullets, then i clamp it clean
i made the phone bounce like i threw it off a trampoline
i got a pack on me, ain’t thinkin’ ‘ bout no recall
i’m thinkin’ ’bout how much i’m chargin’ nikki three for
i take apprenticeships, come get a t tour
we pay top price, i ain’t never seen no rebor
i left a stone on the side and told him clean up
nine in a nutribullet, counter full of b dust
if it’s not the kitchen, parcels are gettin’ beat up
dope boy but creep up, i’ll show you what this glee does
still stash things in wheelie bins or a thots gaff
still got pounds, tops and bottom, bro we got that
pull up big worm with these curls if you ain’t got that
sh+t gets dark if i pull up with the frog man

- kenzo str8drop lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS