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young todd - monster prod 7k lyrics

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[intro: kevin soze]
its kevin sözè and im all in yo b-tch
she brought her friend so u kno it is lit
she not a rapper but nice wit the spit
so fly u look up see the bottom my kicks
my b-tches is bad my n-ggas on fire
no richard pryor my goons could get wild
u dont want beef no it is not hillshire
talkin that hala u get sent to allah
hated from the jump just like obama
so lowkey n-ggas thought i was osama
i got the knowledge of the dali llamma
no rob & big but brining the drama
thats word to my momma
ima kamakazi bomber
eating beats like im dahmer
i came in the game to f-ck up some commas
bars over ur head lucky no trama

[verse 1 : kevin soze]

back to u nitwits
f-ck all u b-tches
that try to flip sh-t
i try to kick it
like i am holly holms
n-gga i body flows
been hittin wiln hoes
since i’s a snotty nose
im ballin wit my bro’s
like it is stephen and seth
b-tch im the best
and i mean it n-gga
oh she dont like me ? swallow seamon n-gga
hoes double team a n-gga
word its a shame
my heard is insain
i ain’t average i average 40 a game
me and yo b-tch p-sswords she a dame
its time i put the log in a ho i ain’t playin
when u hear this song when yo bro it is flames
aye man its on bring the dope we could blaze
no hope for u lames
i dont play games
i am not the same got the c0ke for the pain

[bridge : kevin soze]

look n-gga
no mobb deep but i got these n-ggas shook n-gga
she send a text and i read it like a book n-gga
we up next man yall mother f-ckers rooks n-gga
semtex and i throw it at ya foot n-gga
cuz we gon explode
i love my team its bro’s over ho’s
im nice wit the skits and im nice wit the flows
i am the sh-t u should hold ur nose

i spend years in my house
tryna find the way to the cheese like a mouse
lots of ups plenty of downs
only my day 1s stayed around
my hearts in this tape
i hope everybody f-ck wit it like bape
if not suck c-ck ima make it top
i ain’t gonna stop the rest yall n-ggas fake !

[verse 2 : kevin soze]

bars on deck like im locked up
yo b-tch is a cleaner i get mopped up
u a 1 yard gain u get stopped up
ya girl on d i get locked up
im chef curry wit the pot put the shot up
lookin for the guap guap finna get a drop top
plotting on the op op
tryna get my c-ck swap
finna call a thot to get slopped up

u got in laws i got outlaws im crazy
ill buy a whip my my mom mercades
i flowin from the underground im haydes
2 glocks wit a snub nose ring my babies
rockin prem forever in my 80s
talk sh-t my rollin up like the navy
blood shed all all up my biscuit like gravy
i flow like aquaduct im wavy
7k on the beat bringin heat daily
big -ss on the dash she stacy
she slop me and tell me that my sh-t is tasty
my line always protect me like brady

[flexlanez]

“chill chill dont make a scene”



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