Ayo foreigner, you crazy for this one
I'm a young turnt nigga so you know I'm finna pop shit
And he wanna talk shit, hit him with a drop kick
12 on the scene but they ain't finna solve shit
Tryna run my bag up, I really can't stop this
Like how many songs do a nigga gotta make
You know I'm killing every beat in the stu everyday
And you know what they say, if you play then you lay
And imma say this shit again, free Kash out the cage
Yea choppa get to kicking shit, feel like Bruce Lee
I'm on the block, hanging out the window, tryna get a piece
And I put that shit on my, suwxp chain
Matter fact, put that shit on my Jesus piece
And I don't wanna play, I wanna send him up to the light
Broad day, they gone put him in the air like a kite
Aye step this way if you feeling alright
F*ck it, really finna put all this shit on the line
I could not have a dumb hoe, she gone waste my time
When I hop on the mic, bitch, you know I'm finna pop
And the young crew don't play ride with the mop
And I ain't ducking from the smoke, a nigga really hitting tops
And they not like us, nigga, don't pass the aux
30 clip on the gun and I'm hitting all shots
Yeah, finna boil a nigga and go throw him in the pot
No face, no case, so I can't get caught
Bitch, I'm whooping up on him and I feel like Mike
Broad day run down, boy, you better not try
Imma send a nigga down where the sun don't shine
All black when I'm on the scene like I'm in disguise
She ain't tryna let me hit the first week, then I died
I had to go ghost, I'm not even finna waste time
And a nigga run down, broad day, shots fired
Man down on the scene, pick him up, he got fried
Had to heat a nigga up, chopper, bake him like pie
And you say you finna get yours, so I gotta get mine
You ain't talking bout no money, then I gotta change lines
All day, 24-7, nigga, on the grind
This shit really come light, can't waste time
Nigga tryna duck shots, finna hit him in the eye
Never going out sad, no, I gotta keep the fire
Hand down, man down, now your mama traumatized
Chopper make a nigga lay in blood, he get baptized
And I ran the whole beat, so you know it's nap time
Yeah, you know a nigga finna clock out
But I ain't never duck shit,suwxp gone rock out
Yeah, aye, nigga,suwxp gone rock out
Yeah, aye, nigga,suwxp gone rock out
suwxp - Demise Lyrics
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Ayo foreigner, you crazy for this one
I'm a young turnt nigga so you know I'm finna pop shit
And he wanna talk shit, hit him with a drop kick
12 on the scene but they ain't finna solve shit
Tryna run my bag up, I really can't stop this
Like how many songs do a nigga gotta make
You know I'm killing every beat in the stu everyday
And you know what they say, if you play then you lay
And imma say this shit again, free Kash out the cage
Yea choppa get to kicking shit, feel like Bruce Lee
I'm on the block, hanging out the window, tryna get a piece
And I put that shit on my, suwxp chain
Matter fact, put that shit on my Jesus piece
And I don't wanna play, I wanna send him up to the light
Broad day, they gone put him in the air like a kite
Aye step this way if you feeling alright
F*ck it, really finna put all this shit on the line
I could not have a dumb hoe, she gone waste my time
When I hop on the mic, bitch, you know I'm finna pop
And the young crew don't play ride with the mop
And I ain't ducking from the smoke, a nigga really hitting tops
And they not like us, nigga, don't pass the aux
30 clip on the gun and I'm hitting all shots
Yeah, finna boil a nigga and go throw him in the pot
No face, no case, so I can't get caught
Bitch, I'm whooping up on him and I feel like Mike
Broad day run down, boy, you better not try
Imma send a nigga down where the sun don't shine
All black when I'm on the scene like I'm in disguise
She ain't tryna let me hit the first week, then I died
I had to go ghost, I'm not even finna waste time
And a nigga run down, broad day, shots fired
Man down on the scene, pick him up, he got fried
Had to heat a nigga up, chopper, bake him like pie
And you say you finna get yours, so I gotta get mine
You ain't talking bout no money, then I gotta change lines
All day, 24-7, nigga, on the grind
This shit really come light, can't waste time
Nigga tryna duck shots, finna hit him in the eye
Never going out sad, no, I gotta keep the fire
Hand down, man down, now your mama traumatized
Chopper make a nigga lay in blood, he get baptized
And I ran the whole beat, so you know it's nap time
Yeah, you know a nigga finna clock out
But I ain't never duck shit,suwxp gone rock out
Yeah, aye, nigga,suwxp gone rock out
Yeah, aye, nigga,suwxp gone rock out
I'm a young turnt nigga so you know I'm finna pop shit
And he wanna talk shit, hit him with a drop kick
12 on the scene but they ain't finna solve shit
Tryna run my bag up, I really can't stop this
Like how many songs do a nigga gotta make
You know I'm killing every beat in the stu everyday
And you know what they say, if you play then you lay
And imma say this shit again, free Kash out the cage
Yea choppa get to kicking shit, feel like Bruce Lee
I'm on the block, hanging out the window, tryna get a piece
And I put that shit on my, suwxp chain
Matter fact, put that shit on my Jesus piece
And I don't wanna play, I wanna send him up to the light
Broad day, they gone put him in the air like a kite
Aye step this way if you feeling alright
F*ck it, really finna put all this shit on the line
I could not have a dumb hoe, she gone waste my time
When I hop on the mic, bitch, you know I'm finna pop
And the young crew don't play ride with the mop
And I ain't ducking from the smoke, a nigga really hitting tops
And they not like us, nigga, don't pass the aux
30 clip on the gun and I'm hitting all shots
Yeah, finna boil a nigga and go throw him in the pot
No face, no case, so I can't get caught
Bitch, I'm whooping up on him and I feel like Mike
Broad day run down, boy, you better not try
Imma send a nigga down where the sun don't shine
All black when I'm on the scene like I'm in disguise
She ain't tryna let me hit the first week, then I died
I had to go ghost, I'm not even finna waste time
And a nigga run down, broad day, shots fired
Man down on the scene, pick him up, he got fried
Had to heat a nigga up, chopper, bake him like pie
And you say you finna get yours, so I gotta get mine
You ain't talking bout no money, then I gotta change lines
All day, 24-7, nigga, on the grind
This shit really come light, can't waste time
Nigga tryna duck shots, finna hit him in the eye
Never going out sad, no, I gotta keep the fire
Hand down, man down, now your mama traumatized
Chopper make a nigga lay in blood, he get baptized
And I ran the whole beat, so you know it's nap time
Yeah, you know a nigga finna clock out
But I ain't never duck shit,suwxp gone rock out
Yeah, aye, nigga,suwxp gone rock out
Yeah, aye, nigga,suwxp gone rock out
Writer: Kaylen Barlow
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