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kila b! – disco fever lyrics

n+ggas driving up in paint so we shoot ‘em up (yeah!)
when i pull up to your block you know i’m suited up (boom!)
i just gave that lil’ shordie a perc and now she booted up
all my n+ggas dogs on my grave they finna chew you up (yeah!)
i just wiped your whole squad and now i’m looted up (pew pew)
reboot your mans, imma shoot him i don’t give a f+ck (what?)
you better not be on no hoe sh+t when i’m pulling up (uh!)
sipping drank like mini shields my kidneys out of luck! (boom!)

hit him with the glizzy now that n+gga seeing stars (ha!)
n+gga tryna get a feature with them sh+tty bars (boy you ass)
how the f+ck you finna pull up you don’t got no car (ain’t no car)
how the f+ck you spreading rumors n+ggas so bizarre (you a bum)
pockets fat as h+ll think them b+tches full of lard (yеah!)
choppa finna sing a song like a f+cking bard (grrra!)
n+gga diss but want a hand out he a f+cking tard (huh?)
watch your tone whеn you’re talking you not f+cking hard (yeah!)
take the choppa out, shoot and turn that lil’ n+gga to shards
do this sh+t like yu gi oh lil’ b+tch i’m out here pulling cards
i don’t care about these girls like phantom thieves i’m taking hearts
and i swear it’s free them guys take my n+ggas put them bars
who the f+ck is bro? swear that he a hoe
i been running up my bands now i’m dripped from head to toe (yeah yeah yeah!)
imma keep on sipping wockhardt ‘til a n+gga feeling slow
sipping all this d+mn syrup now i can’t even catch a cold (ah yeah!)
i can’t f+ck with bro he a p+ssy he a gato
f+cked an asian ass hoe now she saying arigato (grrra!)
i just f+cked a n+ggas b+tch she look like mulatto
imma roll him like some grabba smoke that n+gga like gelato
jewels, smoke that n+gga like a juul (uh!)
run up on that boy rob that n+gga out his jewels (uh yeah!)
n+gga talking sh+t but he ducking he a fool (huh?)
don’t even try to dap me up no more this sh+t ain’t cool (yeah!)
pull up on that n+gga you know guns is blazing (uh)
you was tryna get a feature why you hating (yeah!)
hollow tips they got as h+ll they like some bacon (huh?)
pull up to your spot with sticks we get to baking (boom boom!)
hit him with a 223 and now that n+gga seeing satan
we gon’ get that p+ssy gone like that n+gga on vacation
n+gga sweet as h+ll in person why the f+ck you do that faking (huh?)
i be riding with that tool like some leaves i get to raking (yeah!)
n+ggas driving up in paint so we shoot ‘em up (uh!)
when i pull up to your block you know i’m suited up (boom!)
i just gave that lil’ shordie a perc and now she booted up
all my n+ggas dogs on my grave they finna chew you up (yeah!)
i just wiped your whole squad and now i’m looted up (huh?)
reboot your mans, imma shoot him i don’t give a f+ck (oh yeah!)
you better not be on no hoe sh+t when i’m pulling up (go!)
sipping drank like mini shields my kidneys out of luck! (yeah!)

- kila b lyrics

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