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recc - kitty kat club كلمات أغنية

verse 1 —
oj gloves if brosky on the beat
up the scoreboard _ yee & more yee
throw y’z _ throw t’s grit t__th
i always order wrong
yall pick sum for me
i dont even think i trust my own yitch (nah nah)
we dont like to shoot we just love the sound
(swysh)
the north v know i commit
might run for commish
all the b_tterflies gone
we flew in the brix
y’all yap for the opps
no l’s i dont stop
i always order wrong
ohh. ohh. ohh
all yo shooters in here
we trading knuckles for noodles
thats a spread
doodle yo boodles
big stupid
big thirsty
what’s a judge
to a jury
13.5 been on my mind
dont bring it up
if you ain’t sat behind
not one in my bloodline did that
only get one strike
i really meant that
tight rope on fire
better move fast
dropskys in the summertyme lil yaby
quit yappin
k!ll em or age em
i hate y’all
going broke on vacation
im checkin pockets
poltickn the neighbors
they showing love
they fakyng love
it’s amazyng
how you smyle when the hate so adjacent?

hook —

right eye bl__dy
i hope you really wanna die for it lil cuzzy
cus i do & i will
bullets backwoods & gangstas
in my will
ohhhh yea

verse 2 —

whats the point if im on point & y’all not
if you ain’t wanna squabble _ you better call pops
dont d_ck her down ryght _ she gone call opps
she was bout to scream _ thats why the call dropped
dont follow the crowd _ they lost as sh_t
there’s h_lla sand _ i dont know y you brought the yitch
y’all spf is like
salty, p_ssy & fake
kitty kat club
more p_ssy than doja
trappy ass chapel
im preachyn with golds in
f_ck a trust fall
need a bond for the broskys
kick it b_tch
pirate preacher & a goalie
all my words are a vice
with smiles i disguise
all the fruits of my labor
dont leave it to prayers
bring it straight to the front line
i ain’t funny
i dont know why
y’all waiting on a punchline
ha ha ha ha

man wasup?

- recc

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