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[Chorus: kurtains]
Ching that cunt
Got a spinner to his throat
Had-had-had to use a bullet, bet he crying on the floor
Pop, pop this
Pa -pa-pa-pa-pack on me
Ching that cunt
Got a spinner to his throat
Had-had-had to use a bullet, bet he crying on the floor
Pop, pop this
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pack on me
Give me that
[Verse 1: glaive]
Im not even joking when I said that I dont need her
At least I got a ****in woman, got a Glock if you wan meet up
Im with kurtains, Im with Wido, in the back, we got a heater
Im with pposture, Im with p4rkr, I aint talking bout no Peter
I dont like the confrontation
Im a fan of conversations
Talk your shit, bro, I aint breaking
Look at me, my drink, she laced it
[Verse 2: Wido]
Racks in my wallet, cant fold
Yeah, Im off the horse then I start to lose control
Yeah, he talkin shit so we wipin his nose
They got inside me, jumping out the fourth floor
Bout to take my life, Im going real low
Silver chain on me, so heavy, move slow
Three weapons on me, in my heart, oh no
Weapon on me, hit my heart, oh no
[Verse 3: ericdoa & kurtains]
I got a game we could play, Russian Roulette
Im ending lives, aint no Russian, now his crews dead
Yeah, these pills, they got me tired
Call up Wido, Im taking back cover fire (John)
Ayy, whos that coming? DOA
What you do? Run away
Need pack-pack ándale
Think Im scared? No way
Im sending bullets, both ways
Shut the **** up and protect me
Tried to break inside of Hell, but my angels wouldnt let me
I got one gold bullet if you try to ****ing tempt me
Got a couple people in my state, I know they tryna end me
I cannot be friendly
Get them racks and plenty
Dont get happy endings
Youre stuck on pretending, yeah
[Chorus: kurtains]
Ching that cunt
Got a spinner to his throat
Had-had-had to use a bullet, bet he crying on the floor
Pop, pop this
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pack on me
Ching that cunt
Got a spinner to his throat
Had-had-had to use a bullet, bet he crying on the floor
Pop, pop this
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pack on me
[Verse 4: ONE YEAR]
Ive been going stupid, going mental
Lil boy sad , you in the friend zone
Shiny teeth fitted in my dental
**** a studio, record in my bedroom
Feel like kketamine by the way I been racing
Dont hit my DM if you dont got payment
I dont like to wait, yeah, Im so impatient
Ima need a facelift, Dior on my fragrance
[Verse 5: angelus]
Hold up, you just want a piece of me
Thirteen rounds in this Glizzy, I aint talking bout Felicity
Talking shit all the time, lil bro, you cant be friends with me
I been up for a minute, with the gang, its so clear to see
I dont care bout your feelings, bro, I just want the commas
Everybody moving mad fun, I dont care about the drama
I got hoes on my DMs, I aint talking bout Mo Bamba
All black on my fit, yeah, bro, thats my favorite color
[Verse 6: kuru]
**** this, I aint ****in with your bullshit
Know you act stupid so Im emptying a full clip
On your head, I wish that I was dead
Cause I dont wanna speak at all
Im not downing the sight unless its in my favor
Trying something new, I aint ****ing with the flavor
Yeah, youre goin out sad, please dont try to chase her
And Im posted in a cell, I dont care bout good behavior
[Verse 7: kurtains]
Eyes on you, you got eyes on me
Shoutout quinn, ss03
With dolly, Im with Kwuzi
Rolling off your body (Hee, hee, hee, huh?)
Bitch, Im laughing cause you funny
This made this, your this
Talking shit, bitch ass bitch
And nothing else coming at your mouth
But a Glick and a dick
You aint talking when I…
[Chorus: kurtains]
Ching that cunt
Got a spinner to his throat
Had-had-had to use a bullet, bet he crying on the floor
Pop, pop this
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pack on me
Ching that cunt
Got a spinner to his throat
Had-had-had to use a bullet, bet he crying on the floor
Pop, pop this
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pack on me