mrflexa - ebs-k lyrics
[intro] im smoking all deads grah grah boom the flexas slide in da wagons eevry thing shot smd mi broki conmigo hasta la muerte bread before b+tches glah
[verse]
and the way i move with the bl!ck(wgk) u get shot wit ur b+tch
if we cacth dago thas it ima keep cl!ckin til i empty this clip like 4l5 got hit in ur chest 4l6 got one shot to the neck
[verse]
(grah grah) ebs we smoking ya deads like meeky got hit in ya tacko said you spin the creeksidebut neva did i was waitn to catch yall flackos dw ima catch yall ata party (gang)
dont lack orll youll get put ina spilf (blowing air)like ima ooter and i dont miss(miss) my gun keeps a party n check(gunsot) told dm to cook me an opp(ayo gz) he got a big ahh chop like dreiby got pooked in his back at nightlike how you let em catch u just pedal that bike his mama crying “aye mijo why did you die” (dont care)on d+13 most of niccas duccin like off the pill she freak she eatin this d+ck thats on gz
[verse]
now we gon talk facts see an ebs bih thats dump out the mag ayo lil hernadez a f+g like elmer keep ya head in dem book he was callin my line in the am so we gon spray him then pray he no longer breathing ebk i say f+ck your feelz he get put in list if he droppin the 4ls we got bacc for big bro
(big t we didn’t let them up it we got bacc x3 erthing for you) ebs+k til the day that i die like i was spinn the town when i creep i dont make a sound think you hiding but you still get found like the feds can suck this shh ebk b+tch im feelin like kay kay like free the guys til my tounge go backwords grrrt bow bow you say f+ck all of the opps but when you saw me you ran stfu your name is dan
(grah im smokin all deads)
(reverse beat to to reverse again)
and the way i move with the bl!ck(wgk)
u get shot wit ur b+tch
if we cathi dago thas it ima cl!ck til i empty this clip like 4l5 got hit in ur chest 4l6 got one shot to the neck ebs we smoking ya deads like said you spin the creeksidebut neva did i was waitn to catch yall flackos dw ima catch yall ata party
dont lack orll youll get put ina spilf like ima hitter gang i really step like my gun keeps a party n check told dm to cook me an opp he got a big ahh chop like we tote big knocks and f+ck it maybe some glocks
[message to opps]
4l+k,ebs+k,vatos+k,esg+k,blue niccas fuccin k bang bang king of the eastside wrd to my mother we stay in the field(i ain’t talking bout ball) say what stay with the flexas(car drifting tires soudnonly)
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