K-pop Lyrics

Two-door coupe, hoppin' out
like Jack-in-the-Box, nigga
I'm gon' shoot if this 30's
all that I got, nigga

Time's up
Got my coins up, my bars up,
soon we find 'em
We gon' slide 'em, we lined 'em,
straight reclined 'em
Pistol grip, I got all kinds of,
I'm not your driver
Shot gon' hit him, he won't answer,
I'm blowin’ ganja
So much work,
they call me old school,
I remind ya
That bitch you think you
got is not you, where you find her?
She a kickstand, a big fan,
I get behind her
Then I slid it in, I win, I win, ayy

I mean that's bitch shit
Faking like you got it
in your pockets,
yeah, that's bitch shit
Talking to them hoes,
you steady gossip,
yeah, that's bitch shit
Telling on your mans
so you can scram,
yeah, that's bitch shit
Pull it out and acting
like it jam,
yeah, that's bitch shit
Hating on another nigga come-up,
yeah, that's bitch shit
Staying in because you know
it's summer, yeah that's bitch shit
You a bitch boy, on my mama, uh

Okay, let's get it,
bitch, let's get it, woo
Got a plan, we gon' kill his man
The gun won't jam, it's on on sight
I might get life, that's on my life
The .44 fire, the goal green light
To build that price,
it filled up nice
The god won't die
Okay, let's get it,
bitch, let's get it, woo
See no flaws, in my purest form,
bitch, I'm greedy, uh
Goyard tags, filled with hella cash,
this my gimme bag
Zeroes add, we don't do no class,
nigga, nine subtract, ayy

Two-door coupe, hoppin' out
like Jack-in-the-Box, nigga
I'm gon' shoot if this 30's
all that I got, nigga
Y'all on mute,
ain't no back-talk on my block, nigga
Numb numb juice to the head,
fuck up the opps, nigga
Two-door coupe, hoppin' out
like Jack-in-the-Box, nigga
I'm gon' shoot if this 30's
all that I got, nigga
Y'all on mute,
ain't no back-talk on my block, nigga
Numb numb juice to the head,
fuck up the opps, nigga

CrasH Talk, take two