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kankan - ain goin to heaven lyrics
[intro]: kankan
ay, ay
n_ggas talkin’ bout
n_gga talkin’ bout he got…
[verse 1]: kankan
ayy, and i’m on drank n_gga, so i’m finna fly out to la (fly out to la)
yeah, new scripts in n_gga, so f_ck it, might fly to the a (fly to the a)
ayy, that n_gga cuffin’ that hoe, i’m just f_cking her face (f_cking her face, yeah)
n_gga, yeah this a new drac and an ak (and a ak)
n_gga, my coat full of them meds, might be act (might be act, yeah)
n_gga shoot this way, n_gga know we shooting back (shootin’ back, yeah)
he ain’t even be what he say, n_gga yeah they took his paths
and i’m off roxy n_gga, ridin’ round with that cash (with that cash, ay)
told that li’ hoe block me, li’ hoe makin’ me mad (stupid b_tch!)
she even get my number, f_cked her off the gram (stupid ass hoe)
my n_gga hе on oxy’s, he ain’t even pop no xan’s (pop no xan)
i was in thе h, n_gga shot this way but i ain’t ran (h_ll na, n_gga)
we was finna hit his house up, but the kids they saved him (lame ass, n_gga)
45. hollows in him, doctors they can’t save him (yeah)
45. glock it got no safety, he won’t make it (that n_gga dead)
i’ve been new the n_ggas were hoes, since i turned 8 (since i turned 8)
b_tch i had to get out of that mode, when i turned 18 (when i turned 18)
ayy, can’t let no rap n_gga, said they made me (ha, nah, h_ll no huh)
all of these n_ggas they clones, h_ll yeah, yeah we made em’ (yeah we made em’)
brand new drac’ hit him up on his back, now he disabled (ha, yeah!)
[pre_chorus]: kankan
white plug his name mason, i’m rockin’ margiela (rockin’ margiela)
ay, me and sept walked in the bank, we friends with the tellers (friends with the teller b_tch)
my n_ggas they doin’ fraud, what they doin’ ain’t no tellin’ (ain’t no tellin’)
if we get jammed up, n_gga h_ll nah, ain’t no tellin (yeah, no tellin’)
[chorus]: kankan
n_gga, ridin’ with drac’s yeah, ridin’ with felons (ride with some felons)
this li’ hoe too basic, this hoe think she special (stupid b_tch!)
she knows she can get replaced, i ain’t even gotta tell her (on god)
we got the schedule, two drugs, his chain goin’ to heaven (ha!)
[outro]:
n_gga, yeah w_we got the schedule
we got the schedule, two drugs, n_gga ain’t goin’ to heaven
fn hit his, ugh, we ain’t goin’ to heaven
fn hit his sh_, he ain’t goin’ to heaven
aye, yeah, uh_huh, straight up t_, uh_huh, uh_huh
aye, 45. huh, 45. n_gga, hollow tip
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