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rexk - headtapp gz lyrics

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[verse]
slide thru your ‘jects all black wit’ a tec, young ooters we lookin’ for rexk
he was tellin’ for cheese, he can’t step where i step and i’m slidin’ with caine he be aimin’ for heads
one shot now he dead, critical, kenzo best friend dead, now he miserable
we gon’ slide through the bay get physical, you totin’ that knock but you really ain’t bendin’ thru
slidin’ thru b block, what’s next? slidin’ thru h block, where the [?]
park in the 9s we gon’ make it lit then wе slide thru the 80s tryna catch a rip
then i’m smokin’ on speedy clutchin’ on this grip, yo wal lеt’s spin back again
he try to run, up it on his friend but we only start boomin’ if he say he drench
smokin’ on queezo, that’s tdott, that’s bdot, that’s tuss
all of these dead n*ggas in the blunt then we out to the 9 tryna smoke a cuz
then we smokin’ on rah tell ‘em mix it up, i ain’t stoppin’ ‘til i see him dupp’
he tryna duck, hit a n*gga up, my lil homie got aim he don’t knuckle up
tell them n*ggas get back for they mans, i ain’t bluffin’ ima let it blam
bro caught a opp in the f*ckin’ yams, n*gga lucky that his gun jammed
tdott be punchin’, like d*mn, got gbaby throwin’ at your mans
and y.o them demons dumpin’ out the van, jack us k you gon’ get a tan
he said he a rapper, creep up like a fan, ima shoota i’m not runnin’ man
keep cl!ckin’ and cl!ckin’, runnin’ on his mans, they duckin’ for cover hidin’ behind that van
and who is this waunny n*gga? understand, that you never could tweak on my mans
and i’m smokin’ on slime, mix it wit’ the smaxk and ooters just put this sh*t up on the map
since they wanna talk, we gon’ talk all the facts, ty nine got clapped, lil dayday got stabbed
spin thru the front, we gon’ spin the back, got the drop from a treesh so we know where they at
hop over cars [?] get to sprayin’, bend right now, n*gga, ain’t no waitin’
i’m tryna catch me a cuzzy from caton, on bro, only real n*ggas know what i’m sayin’
call up the lots, call up the floxks, she screamin’ out “headtap you got the spot”
she like it rough when i beat up the box, when it’s time to go bend i’m the one wit’ the knock
headtap the demon you heard about me, i just know that them demons gon’ merk about me, they ain’t playin’
hop over cars [?] get to sprayin’, back out the knocks just [?] through caton
they like headtap gon’ dump on the beat and opp n*ggas fast on they feet
like, what did y’all do when tony got left in the streets? y’all n*ggas is duckin’ from beef
bro stuff a thirty in the glizzy, so i see why they runnin’ from me
like, i got a 30 in a blixky, so i see why they duckin’ from me
if it’s smoke come get st*rdy wit’ me, please don’t talk on my block i be 30 wit’ me
and it’s h*lla babas gettin’ st*rdy wit’ me and they settin’ them drops tryna murder wit’ me
n*ggas know where we be, right in the veer chillin’ in the bleed
no throwin’ from far, n*gga go and creep, he try to run bro gon’ up and squeeze
and i call up the makk we gon’ do him sleeze

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