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young dro – kilt lyrics

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[verse 1: young dro]
i’m a beast, i’m a beast, n-gga feel me
hope you n-ggas hear me
catch you in the roles, shoot you like you forgive me
please don’t come near me if you not near me
imma go nuts, you gon get shot
k!lla f-ckin season, i don’t need a reason
hooligan, thug mixed with a little heathen
bipolar swag on outer sp-ce [?]
white and red b-tches like coca cola
n-gga heard you was a fed [?]
put his -ss on the grill, eat spareribs
heckling [?], dressed in versace, from the hood, but i’m dieing to shine likeliberacci
bentleys, boats, houses with the motes
you don’t even know what that is, google it, hoe
i’m coming down [?], looking like [?]
ysl shoes, red bottoms [?]

[chorus: young dro]
n-gga cross dro, n-ggas die
tripple cross hoe, n-ggas die
remix on they throat, n-ggas die
bails of that smoke, n-ggas die
mafia on christ, n-ggas die
f-ckin with the wife, n-ggas die
don’t care about no price, n-ggas die
give a f-ck about your life, n-gga die

[verse 2: mac boney]
full ammo, shoot sh-t with no handle
blow off you’re big toe, turn you’re j’s into sandles
sell so much dope, cut in half like randle
sh-t in the bando, we got an army like comando
me and young dro, shoot you’re sh-t like it’s b-ro
f-ck with migos, sh-t, make me bring out all my keelos
a problem child, give me the lute, or it’s a problem, child
i told the b-tch in 09 i been living wild
now i’m on that pac sh-t, yeah the thug style
now i’m on my biggi sh-t, spit pitifal
pistols contain gats
in the club in miami, spend my raise racks
the outfit was all white, but the shades was black
it’s mac, n-ggas

[chorus: young dro]
n-gga cross dro, n-ggas die
tripple cross hoe, n-ggas die
remix on they throat, n-ggas die
bails of that smoke, n-ggas die
mafia on christ, n-ggas die
f-ckin with the wife, n-ggas die
don’t care about no price, n-ggas die
give a f-ck about your life, n-gga die

[verse 3: young dro]
go to trafic hearings, tripple gl-ss earings
torpeeto one at a time, the missal blast fit in
super cleaned in, come on, please i’m sh-ttin
old school cool, double st-tched nitting
look at the brick lean, i mean brightly [?]
i’d rather be a warrior, king of the king’s knights
n-ggas talkin love, [?]
trifling, tell them young n-ggas [?]
boom, stupid shad go overdome
tip tell ‘m [?]
n-gga i ain’t rob you, that was my cousin biron
i’m kickin sh-t till my leg break
same day spodee caught a fed case

[chorus: young dro]
n-gga cross dro, n-ggas die
tripple cross hoe, n-ggas die
remix on they throat, n-ggas die
bails of that smoke, n-ggas die
mafia on christ, n-ggas die
f-ckin with the wife, n-ggas die
don’t care about no price, n-ggas die
give a f-ck about your life, n-gga die



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