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41, kyle richh & jenn carter - 4100 one mic cypher lyrics

[chorus: kyle richh]
oh they got me on hots
i’m tryna shoot up the spot (d_mn)
i’m tryna send him to dot
he can’t run, he got hit with the glock
f_ck an am, i went for the_
f_ck an am i went for the k!ll
and we been on a million drills (like what)
4100, we gunnin’ for real

[verse 1: kyle richh]
push up on me, i don’t recommend
like, i’m tryna catch me an m (d_mn)
blocky, how is you oy again? (like what)
f_ck it, he gon’ get sent to his friends
like he went live, he ain’t think we would bend
b_tch, i’m on that block, where you at? (b_tch)
kartii was runnin’ like track
like, bro put the beam on his back (kartii)
8 shots, one in the head
and i’m tired of smokin’ his dеad
i’m tryna smoke his mans who alive, like
hе thought he was safe on the live (no)
oh my god, oy off the map
tote guns, but they dyin’ by knife
bdot a b_tch, he got beat with the at
i see dd, i’m leavin’ him flat
(oyk)
[verse 2: jenn carter]
(grah)
(glah glah)
(grah)
grah, who the f_ck is a cocofelon (coco what?)
i heard doa all in ya back (all in ya back)
i’m impulsive, i’m quick to attack (quick to attack)
just suckin’ they d_ck when they called you a rat (called you a what?)
hold my knock when i walk in the spot (glah glah)
so they know i’m on timing, ain’t coming to play (i ain’t comin’ to play)
got a tootie, she settin’ the trap
[?] wit’ the rock, like who dyin’ today? (who dyin’ today?)
glah
and i throw like a pitch (what?)
no home run, he runnin’ rick (he runnin’ rick)
[?] (glah glah) wockesha i sip
i told jah, “take that trip” (it’s carter, d_ckhead)
what?
he get put in the sky (d_mn) like a blimp
fo_four shots, one in the hip
now he walk with a limp (d_mn)
i don’t speak on the sh_t that i do
like a dentist, i flock it and aim at your tooth (glah glah boom)
i be leanin’ when i’m in the booth, it’s a gun on my left when i’m up in the stu’ (up in the stu’)
when your brother got hit, what the f_ck did you do? (d_mn!)
what?
mix sprite with tris, n_ggas ain’t hot they rely on the diss (carter, d_ckhead)
and no, i can’t trust on a b_tch (glah glah)
if he talk on the 4 (glah glah) he get put in a diss (boom)
[verse 3: jah woo]
i spin on my doley, not givin’ no warnings
pushin’ up on me, you better be cautious
bullets gon’ hit him, it’s leaving him naueous
we smokin’ on nick while these n_ggas be mournin’
sendin’ these shots, i ain’t talkin’ no [?]
first tip i get, we gon’ slide there and clip ’em
f_ck lu, he got put in them ditches
and free [?] jay
bro was throwin’ them pitches
kr my brother, i love him for free
splittin’ them hunnids when i couldn’t eat
sh_t deep, [?] finessin’ the g
keep all the fake sh_t, ’cause i can not take it
freak b_tch, personality basic
spin on these n_ggas like liam from [?]
and i cl!ck ’til they break, ima hit ’em adjacent

[chorus: kyle richh]
oh they got me on hots (ahh)
i’m tryna shoot up the spot (d_mn)
i’m tryna send him to dot (dotty!)
he can’t run, he got hit with the glock
f_ck an am, i went for the_
f_ck an am i went for the k!ll (b_tch!)
and we been on a million drills (like what)
4100, we gunnin’ for real

- 41 kyle richh jenn carter lyrics

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