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223 - ak oxy lyrics

223 lyrics
(hook)
i dont know what the f*ck you think
you know you just gon call police
you know i leave they ass deceased
lil b*tch this sh*t stay in the streets
the 223 up in my jeans
u hoppin like a jumpin bean
to god is where yo ass gon be

(verse 1: ak oxy)
i fear n0body see n0body
ain’t afraid to catch a body
they say ak move like tommy
cause i got the hilfiger
nah i got the rib splitter
lil b*tch im a bill getter
tylenol pill splitter
b*tch i ain’t no pill popper
b*tch im just a body dropper
pack flippin real hustler
nagasaki bomb dropper
you get hit by 8 guns i ain’t talkin bout no octupus
you bet not be the opposite
no k!ller fees no dеposits
dont needa be all flashy just
to let em know i got it
ill hit you with a rockеt
got my twin he flyin c*ckpit
b*tch you know i own the moshpit
i be on a another plants
smokin za got way to high im flyin like a comet
percs gotchu lookin like a zombie
gotchu lookin you reece
yo shorty stayin on her knees
gon get the b*tch some kneepads
need the drop on ya og the only reason you still breathin
if the p*ssy wasn’t hidin
hed be in the ditch
he screamin
hed be leakin
hed be tweakin
im a demon got my reasons
show no love cause they dont mean it
use a knife like a street*sweeper
in ya dreams no freddy kruger
got the 38 and the ruger
my lil sh*t still slump you over
no effort bag on my shoulder
i could say im sippin lean
but i quit it ain’t for me
even worse is them perkies
how you pay to fall asleep
that sh*t dont make no sense to me

(hook)
i dont know what the f*ck you think
you know you just gon call police
you know i leave they ass deceased
lil b*tch this sh*t stay in the streets
the 223 up in my jeans
u hoppin like a jumpin bean
to god is where yo ass gon be

(verse 2: wires)
im the motherf*cking man now
throw so many hands, you would think it was a hand out
paying homage to my roots but i wanna branch out
scare crow sh*t all i ever do is stand out
i ain’t gonna listen to the back talk
talk to the hand, ‘fore you land on the asphalt
another florida man eating faces off bath salts
go against me? ha! laughing my ass off
i might add a little red, to this white tee
pull the whip up im leaving the scene at light speed
doing me i ain’t stopping it if you slight me
cause i dont really give a f*ck if you like me
i could turn your life into a page in a crime novel
sh*t is gone pop off like a wine bottle
mass hysteria, coming into your area
chilling with my dogs i ain’t talking bout terriers
im outta orlando
in and out of bandos
doing this sh*t till its
in and outta lambos
if you wanna go
ill be too much to handle
til all thats left of you
is a picture and a candle
motherf*ckers say im snapping
kinda like thanos
mr fantano
bring the bright yellow flannel
i will not
be ignored
ima do it big
ima be motherf*cking
notorious

- ak oxy lyrics

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