$aturday - kenpachi lyrics
[verse 1: kenpachi]
say you flexn but you not, why yo girl on my c-ck, whipng chickens in her spot let me stop.. fast forward, in a fast ford, get low, no tirismo, get go, wit a thick a hoe, she sip slow , in my 64 like i’m k!lla c. champagne wit that hennessy its really me , kenpachi ion wear no versace , cause my migos wearing chinos, valentinos cupid arrow, s-x pharaoh in my tomb, mummified in your womb. aka that’s my room, wit my dade county goons b-tch you know what i do, counting 9 times 2 , wit a few zeros. ain’t talkin euros. but im talkn pesos wit pedro, with a b-tch that look like j -lo in 94. we in my condo grey goosing , thats translucent, you like eustis, your dawg stupid
[verse 2 : kenpachi]
im fresh from the flesh, rip your soul out your chest, put a hole your neck. fullmetal resurrect don’t you ever disrespect. f-ck your weak heart threats. b-tch i been f-cked evett, had her singing silhouette, man she fiendin for s-x, got her hand on my deck, and her ex wanna flex like he go hard send his -ss to the graveyard, trap card i just shuffle and fold these hoes what u ain’t im yu-gi-oh! “b-tch” chew the xann off her cl-t, got her hand on my d-ck, snake grip, shones on my sp-ce ship, dont say sh-t captain kirk, full alert. 5c don’t need no chirp all the tweetin for the birds , pigeoto flying solo call me zoro 3 blades , b-tch wanna talk about 50 shades… first 58
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