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liltank x ooze! - cap'n knuckle lyrics

(song: liltank x ooze!)

br-ss on my knuckle no cap’n knuckle
i just don’t see why you don’t think i can tussle
my brain is a weapon just like i’m eleven
i do people dirty it’s part of my hustle
i’m going up like my name changed to russell
spitting some truth requires paper and pencils
everything i produce comes out mental
and you people write like you’re using some stencils
(aye)
imma kick it back with a bad b-tch lemme read your bars so i can bless em like a baptist (uh)
10 toes down i’ll take this rap sh-t
gimme 10 months i’ll be dripping high fashion
i’ve been hunt, vegetation i’m planted
smoking romaine i ain’t smoking on some cabbage
packing black patches got a 1 pound package

imma keep being me because that is a cl-ssic
mike magic, y’all fake n-gg-s are so plastic
y’all wanna be me so bad it’s so graphic
i am a beast, liltank is jur-ssic
skirt off on you n-gg-s holding up traffic
i am a star but my name is not patrick
b-tch on her knees like a motherf-cking catholic (yuh)
(look)
evil knievel she lick on my deagle
she said i’m a dog shiloh a beagle
she said that i’m fly just like an eagle
b-tch no nemo don’t need no seagull
(uh uh)
cap’n knuckle she rub on my buckle until it came off my d-ck did she cuddle
she’s in some kind of trouble
i threw her the dice and she rolled it a double
slapped her -ss told her good hustle
riddle me this that b-tch is a puzzle
tripped over my d-ck
she did a flip
free w-lly like b-tch
she broke the tip
drip like shower no rinse
i spy clue with no prints
crying like onions no mince
i’m king no prince
dip, just like a ship
because you know that i’m getting the money because you know that i just is
(aye)
my mind a weapon no glock 47
talk all of this sh-t one shot sent him to heaven
stuck in the nose bleeds like my name is eleven
hungry for the game like i’m from district 7

i’m fed up not fed, my breads up not head

i’ll never say that i never had sh-t
drop a fake friends leave em’ with my baggage
got a bad b-tch, compet-tion stays lacking and if you want the scr-ps, i’ll give you hands, i got a bad itch

this a home run so i call that sh-t a mad pitch
stone cold b-tch got blue cheese on my sandwich
your girl blowing up my phone now she a mad b-tch
now i’m getting mad rich
i’m high above the average (yuh)

middle finger up, f-ck that, that’s not etiquette
you know i’m shining like my name is thomas edison
the shining i’m a king you know i got a lot adrenaline
feeling like i’m nicholson i need to take my medicine

i need to take some benadryl so i can feel my self again
n-gg-s wanna make amends but i been counting benjamins
i’ve been making moves you n-gg-s still like mannequins
like my f-nny pack and i’m packin with my f-cking hands again

(aye)
(liltank)

- liltank x ooze lyrics

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