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kingxsethy - fuck a title lyrics

1k, we not wu tang, but we still ain’t nothing to f-ck with
you phony, you just myth
call me scottie, i’m pimpin
beat your -ss, got you limpin
call me jack, i’ll rip any beat
lyrics bring the heat
ill f-cking slaughter, you some beef
keep your hoe, she suck my d-ck, straight teef
all we do is smoke the green leaf
call me green giant
not talking no veggies, i’m the f-cking hulk
hulk hogan, rip you up like my shirt
took your b-tch, i know that shit hurt
10 minutes, she was taking off her skirt
20 minutes later, i skurt skurt
told her i was gon f-ck, i warner
kurt warner, but i ain’t no cardinal
got your b-tch -ss startled
you ugly, look like gargoyle
shrek, get your -ss wrecked
b-tches giving neck
pull up with tech
the tech nine
got your -ss blind
you straight spitting shit distasteful
quit being so wasteful
everyday must be thanksgiving, cause for me your girl grateful
smoke so much, gotta crate full
you don’t think i’m capable
but you better start believing, cause this rap shit i’m sk!llful
and i’m the most worthy
man your gang scurvy
but my gang the real pirates, we’ll loot all your shit
man i hate broke b-tches, always asking for a hit
man go get your own weed
i don’t follow by example, i go by own lead
dawg all these hoes needy
where was y’all when i was dead broke, now i made it and you want me
i ain’t stupid, i stay woke
get pattling up shits creek, row, row ya boat
shit finna get cold, you better grab your coat
i stay getting hoes, while you p-ssing notes
like do you like me yes or no
you finna come up missing, john doe
where is the blow

loud is what we trap, we do it to make momma proud
yeah we got loud, but it ain’t for the free
it’s kingsethy , it’s boutta get messy
f-ck with us, we turn you to debris
1k we the hottest, we 3rd degree
took many ls, but now we redeeming
the loud got us leaning
got 1k with me, it’s not gon be pretty
we pull up with the semi
b-tch don’t tempt me
it will not end gently
y’all story telling, spike lee
b-tches know not to disrespect me
go 1 on 1 call me bruce lee
whipping the bentley
cause the money allows me
when i blow up it’s f-ck everyone but the fam
what i spit so creative might as well write with crayon
creativity like crayola
me n the fam got chemistry call it iodine
b-tch we k!llas, nothing zodiac but the sign
ain’t finna lie i’m perpetrate of many crimes
smooth asf i’m spitting these rhymes
y’all broke copping them dimes
when we cop it’s an ounce
you don’t want smoke you better bounce
cause me n my dawgs will pounce

- kingxsethy lyrics

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