t.y.e - kalashnikov lyrics
[pre-hook]
i’m all about money hoe, there’s no confusion
ain’t tryna be funny and i ain’t even boostin’
f-ck what you thought if you thought my conclusion
was getting some fame, boy, your thoughts are delusion
don’t tell me i’m guilty ’til guilty is proven
them shots at your head do more than a contusion
i infiltrate us like vladimir putin
boy, pull out that yoppa and everyone scootin’
[hook]
i take a trip out to russia
i take a trip out to russia
[post-hook]
these n-gg-s be poppin’ off
pull out the kalashnikov
t.y.e. sick
like i turn left and cough
t.y. go deaf because
ain’t nothing free, it costs
ain’t nothing cheap, these n-gg-s be sleep
what did you think ya thought?
[verse 1]
i feel like a stranger in moscow
b.e.o. ’bout to get hostile
i need more money like right now
n-gg-s who envious, pipe down
f-ck on your b-tch in her nightgown
that p-ssy be making some nice sounds
i feel like my life is like jim brown
worship my 32 lifestyle
(whoa, yeah) watch for the boppers
(whoa, yeah) she give me toppa
(whoa) my brother might turn into glocka
(whoa) leave you shaking like maracas
(whoa, yeah) i need my guappa
(whoa, yeah) don’t f-ck with shottas
(whoa, yeah) pull out the choppa
(whoa) like i’m working for the (???)
[hook]
i take a trip out to russia
(pull out the kalashnikov, pull out the kalashnikov)
i take a trip out to russia
(pull out the kalashnikov)
[verse 2]
they tell me “don’t f-ck with the mob”
watch your whole family cry
take ‘em for ransom and read off the script
if you don’t pay up, they die
me, i’m a different guy
tell the truth, i never lie
police may catch me, b-tch, i never snitch
i’d rather commit suicide
(whoa) took your l, wladimir klitschko
(whoa) keep her, i own where your b-tch go
(whoa, yeah) see what she here for
(whoa) leave that b-tch body in limbo
(whoa) my brother, they guzzlin’ heinekens
pop adderalls like they vitamins
i’m in so much pain, i need vicodin
i (???) like a violin(?)
[pre-hook]
i’m all about money hoe, there’s no confusion
ain’t tryna be funny and i ain’t even boostin’
f-ck what you thought if you thought my conclusion
was getting some fame, boy, your thoughts are delusion
don’t tell me i’m guilty ’til guilty is proven
them shots at your head do more than a contusion
i infiltrate us like vladimir putin
boy, pull out that yoppa and everyone scootin’
[hook]
i take a trip out to russia
(pull out the kalashnikov, pull out the kalashnikov)
i take a trip out to russia
(pull out the kalashnikov)
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