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sneakykev – intro ft ruthlesschriss lyrics

[sneakykev]
smoking on pressure got me holdin my chest
we not some reporters we come with da press
you’re pockets look empty i could tell dat you stress
niggas be 50 they hate on success
i hit me a lick i love to finesse
in love with em hunnits i swear im obsess
you run up on bro catch a shot to yo chest
when it come to finessing i swear im da best
niggas keep talkin keep runnin they d-mn mouths
i think he mad i ran in his mans house
screaming omerta but dat nigga a d-mn mouse
he bluffin on insta that nigga a d-mn clown
we slide on his block he no where to be found
if i call fausti he slide wit da 50 round
call up chriss cause brodie dont play around
we take down the plug i won’t make a d-mn sound

[ruthlesschriss]
these niggas they stupid
they ran in my trap
these niggas they clueless
my choppa got blue tips
im ina foreign b-tch im out here zoomin
b-tch stop what you doin
im countin my cheddar you niggas is snoozin
im totin berettas just in case a nigga run up im shootin
i trap in the bando
my niggas we hop out like mf rambo
we shootin commandos
im servin these yams out the mf vandoor
im too much to handle
these niggas can’t stop me
im lit like a candle
i run up with sandals
that 45 blow in his chest tho
im countin my queso
i call up kevin yea he pull up wit pedro

[sneakykev]
hit a lick den i laylow
step 2 da trap now im up ina bando

[ruthlesschriss]
snitchin -ss niggas i swear dat i hate those
free my dawgs out them cages tho
my b-tch is so bad she look just like jay lo
up this heat then its case closed

[sneakykev]
he say he gone shoot is he really gone bang tho?
i p-ss the dawg to my can’t fold
hitting these licks im chasing a bankroll
slide in his block we pop outta da vandoor
pop out wit pistols now i feel like im rambo
i ain’t cuffin no thot i ain’t cuffin no dam hoe

- sneakykev lyrics

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