kirblagoop - forever 100 lyrics
[intro: kirblagoop & yung bruh]
forever one hunnid (skee, skee, boom, boom, skee, skee, boom, boom)
yung bruh, kirblagoop (goop)
what you know? what you know?
yeah you know how i rock
heavy metal with the glock (boom, boom)
thug life
forever one hunnid, forever one hunnid (skrr, skrr)
[verse 1: kirblagoop]
remember the days i used to move 4’s
these days i blow ’em (boom, boom)
brand new choppa with a telescope, infrared (tututu)
you know what it is, i’m down for mines
[?]
i’m neat with a hunnid sh+lls
i can keep on hitting, tryna block my shot
i’m on top, i’m never late
on yo’ hoe, i perform a trick
you [?] me, i bust yo’ head and beat the case, then leave the state
i bought another b+tch, do the same thang
introduce the hoe to gorilla (imma hit ’em)
what you think i got? this blang blang
and then she have my money
i’m water whippin’ right over the stove (whip, whip, whip, whip)
i got 6 but i need more
put the baking soda with the b12
hit the wet wet and there i go (skrrt, skrrt)
what you know? what you know? (what you know?)
goop, doop, what you gettin’? (haha)
f+ck yo’ b+tch in the throat
blowin’ bricks out the [?] (boom, boom, boom, boom)
no you wouldn’t (no you wouldn’t)
tryna test (haha)
.223’s with scopes and we ain’t aiming at yo’ chest (tututututu)
no you wouldn’t (boy you better watch yo’ mouth)
tryna test (don’t you test me)
.223’s with scopes and we ain’t aiming at yo’ chest (tututututu)
boom, boom
[bridge: yung bruh]
yeah, [?], woah
i can fly
i got angel wings (i got angel wings)
i can fly, i can fly (i can fly)
with angel wings (i can fly)
with angel wings
i can fly, yes i can fly (with angel wings)
i can fly, with angel wings
i can fly (i can fly)
shoutout goop (i can fly)
i can fly, angel wings (i can fly)
[verse 2: yung bruh]
pretty boy swervin’ in toyota whips
i used to make that acid flip like motorola’s b+tch
shoutout to my clique, we finna glow up b+tch
if we in yo’ city lock yo’ hoe up quick
b+tch i’m tryna boom up heavy and cop a gucci b+tch
that b+tch got a prada p+ssy and some louis lips
talk ’bout yung bruh to yo’ friends, they like “who he is?”
then they listen to me and goop and now they groupies b+tch
’bout 2 years ago n+ggas tried to do me in
put that glock to my head and try to make me snitch
on my momma, i ain’t speak and they ain’t do sh+t
all my n+ggas in oth, please stop hitting l!cks (please)
yung bruh, kirblagoop, we up next in this
right now i’m swervin’ in toyota but i need that lexus b+tch
imma keep it real, ain’t no flexing b+tch (aye, aye no flex n+gga, no flex, no flex)
yeah, yeah, yeah
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