LYRIC

[Intro] Playin' videogames
Goth Money Records
Young OG Kane
What it is little bitch?
Trapgoth

[Verse 1 (Kane Grocerys)] [?] [?] Niggas better fall back
Before they catch these hollows
Better follow the leader
Pleased to meet my Nina
[?] Karmelita, Pasta for the evenin'
Young OG, stop actin' like you snow me
Watch out lil shawty
Them guys over there totin' 40's
Pitchin' rot to the junkies
Politickin' like some porch monkies
You porch monkies stay on the porch dummy
Don't fuck with the full gang
You might get torched homie
Quarterbackin' no sports homie
Tommy shorts homie
Real rugged streets
So fuck it honey, suck it honey
No lovey-dovey, just suckey-suckey
More or less
I'm getting more of the above
M O B what it is
All about them benjamins
Lil bitch cash it
Something like Cashis
Klay Thompson with a rocket
Shootin' 3's my only target nigga (Headshots)
And I got more for these punk opps
So what now, grab your tools and rock out
Spittin' dirty shit with my foul mouth
Ref ain't gon' call me out, nigga who is you
All these niggas ain't true so let me teach 'em what to do

[Verse 2 (Butch Dawson)] Stop crying and I'm flying to the rescue
Excuse my dark side besides black [?] Excuse my far side it's passed me by
Gymnastic flipping my eyes
Massively high, I'll let gravity drop
Drop through
Apple pie in the fry
We don't leave, we just chill inside the parkin' lot
To eat while we rob
Prime time
Cold body get smothered with hell's oven

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