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k3 flamez - cutthroat season كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(ayy, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
grrt, grrt— load that b_tch up, we on business tonight, b_tch (f_ck you talkin’ ’bout?)

[verse]
b_tch, these streets don’t play, we stackin’ bodies like some d_mn fortnite loot (f_ck a game)
tapped the switch and lit his ass up, whole block thought they heard a motherf_ckin’ flute (grrt, b_tch)
cuz grab the sticks, b_tch load that sh_t, we finna turn this b_tch into a shootout reboot (on gang)
bounce out the whip, glock in my hand, chop on my back like i’m strapped with a suit (come here, p_ssy)
see a opp? b_tch we hawkin’ that, makin’ sure that goofy motherf_cker d_i_e (dead b_tch)
we don’t shoot out whips, b_tch hop out quick, go ask them opps, they scared of our feet (walk him down)
my dawg too cold, b_tch shoot and drive, seen him drop a b_tch while still eatin’ his beef (cold demon)
them 5.56s chewed his ass up, looked like sharks bit chunks out his motherf_ckin’ meat (ate him alive)
hopped out in 1s and caught that b_tch lackin’, never cared ’bout the crease in the sneaks (f_ck them shoes)
beat her back out, f_cked her friend too, i’m lyin’ b_tch, go ask teneek (go ask her)
twin off pills, he tweakin’ wild, that’s why i call that crazy motherf_cker ski (tweaked out b_tch)
code red hit, tapped bro’s head, my cutters yell “move b_tch” like it’s d_mn gen z (move b_tch)
only reason i f_cked and ain’t spin back was that lil’ p_ssy was mid as can be (weak_ass sh_t)
went from stealin’ strays from off the pad to foreigns loud as f_ck, b_tch sound like a v (skrrt, b_tch)
we poured an eighth inside a deuce, now nero off the sh_t tryna fight a d_mn tree (tweakin’ hoe)
hop out dumpin’, b_tch i’m blowin’, get in the car but i’m still outside yelling “who want beef?” (who want smoke?)
whole gang fresh, black trucks lurkin’, hoes beggin’ us to f_ck just to get a lil’ peak (thirsty b_tch)
peeped the vibes, that b_tch tried line me, i already knew that goofy ho was weak (she weak as h_ll)
we drive hemis careful as h_ll, slidin’ fast even though that b_tch can’t grip in the sleet (still slidin’)
tom and jerry vibes, b_tch you a rat, choosin’ cheese over loyalty, you freak (rat b_tch)
price on his head, b_tch check him out, we trade blood like cash in the motherf_ckin’ streets (blood money)
all my cutters yell “warning, b_tch” ’cause they know what the f_ck happens when we meet (it’s war hoe)
you wanna know? come try your luck, b_tch the crime scene look ugly and smell like feet (nasty_ass)
play with us? you dead, b_tch, brrt_brrt, this switch special ed ’cause it slow kids quick as heat (stupid b_tch)
chopper in my pants, heavy as h_ll, b_tch i limp like an old man missin’ his seat (big pole)
ain’t throwin’ hands, b_tch i’m gon’ blam, don’t talk to me like craig tryna teach me peace (f_ck peace)
n_ggas move goofy tryna make points, b_tch my brothers don’t do sh_t for likes or tweets (clown ass)
put his ass to bed, doa sh_t, bullets rocked him harder than metro beats (boom)
lil’ bro hit the curb, crashed the striker, d_mn near flipped his ass into the sheets (idiot)
thought he was opp, hit his noodles quick, should’ve tied up his dreads, now he leakin’ grease (brain soup)
rolled a ‘wood, ignored that ho, b_tch i never cared ’bout her feelings or her weak_ass speech (f_ck her)
shots rang out, b_tch he ain’t get up, doa, laid flat like a motherf_ckin’ beach (dead b_tch)
ain’t stoppin’ me from yellin’ “f_ck marlo,” b_tch i meant that sh_t every time i repeat (f_ck marlo)
lil’ cuz off x tryna k!ll somethin’, fed that b_tch more meds, now he creepin’ the street (creepy b_tch)
opps go live and troll like clowns, b_tch we know them motherf_ckers work with the police (fed rats)

- k3 flamez

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