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locksmith - city morgue lyrics

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[intro: zillakami]
yung germ
okay

[verse 1: zillakami]
godzilla, n*gga, you can’t k!ll a k!ller (okay)
metal clutchin’ like no russian, n*gga, i’m the driller (wassup?)
n*ggas tryna throw, well, then come complete your goal (huh)
n*ggas tryna rob me, i’ma break your f*ckin’ nose (huh)
oh, you want my stuff? i will never give it up (okay)
oh, you wanna fight? i know i already won (wassup?)
only need results, i don’t need opinions (huh?)
got this .40 on my waist and it weighs a ton (ha, ha, ha)

[chorus: zillakami & sosmula]
ayy, locksmith, nah, glock*smith, i am one (uh)
when i c*ck it and i pop it, hit your son (what?)
i’m a problem, in the morgue, boy, you better run (what?)
i’m a problem, if you talk, boy, you’ll get hung (ha ha, ewok, ewok)

[verse 2: sosmula & zillakami]
ah, i send ’em up, send ’em up the river (doo*doo*doo*doo*doo)
ah, i send ’em up, send ’em up the rivеr (pow, pow, pow, pow)
you ain’t gonna hear no ra*ra swimming with them fishes (no*no, no*no, no*no)
you ain’t gonna hеar no ra*ra swimming with them fishes (no*no, no*no, no*no)
b*tch, you going bye*bye, big stick extended, ah, ah (doo*doo*doo*doo*doo)
pull up in a fly ride, big whip is tinted, ah (vyoom, vyoom, vyoom)
b*tch, i’m really high, high, never in my feelings, ah (no*no, no*no)
b*tch, i might just sky dive off fifty ceilings (ewok, ewok)
my stick be going ra*ra since we was children (doo*doo*doo*doo*doo)
b*tch, i need to die, die with fifty million (give me that, give me that)
way before the deal, b*tch, i been the villain (ewok, ewok)
before we was poppin’ pills, we was benadryllin (ah*hah*hah)
[chorus: zillakami]
ayy, locksmith, nah, glock*smith, i am one (uh)
when i c*ck it and i pop it, hit your son (what?)
i’m a problem, in the morgue, boy, you better run
i’m a problem, if you talk, boy, you’ll get hung (ha ha)
ayy, locksmith, nah, glock*smith, i am one (uh)
when i c*ck it and i pop it, hit your son (what?)
i’m a problem in the morgue, boy, you better run (what?)
i’m a problem, if you talk, boy, you’ll get hung (ha ha)

[outro: zillakami]
locksmith, nah, glock*smith, i am one (uh)
when i c*ck it and i pop it, hit your son (what?)
i’m a problem in the morgue, boy, you better run (what?)
i’m a problem, if you talk, boy, you’ll get hung (ha ha)

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