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deadgame - kenzo b lyrics

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[intro]
you know borleone shot this sh*t
grrah (grrah*grrah)
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top 2 and i’m not 2 b*tch
kenzo b
all ima say is, this my last time responding to you bum ass b*tches
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look

[chorus]
stop the act for the net
all you b*tches ain’t what y’all be claiming to be
ya b*tches know i was made for the streets
them lil b*tches gon die all like spinning on feet
that b*tch a lil body i’ll put her to sleep
i don’t need a knocka bet her ass getting beat
got the scalp when i see her i hope she got energy
i’m tryna fix up her t**th like
f*ck is wrong, i’m tryna link up in person
but these b*tches love writing songs
i’m like f*ck it let’s do it
[verse 1]
hope they know sh*t get deeper then music
but how they gon keep confusing a b*tch talking facts
with a cappin lil b*tch who just rap
and when b*tches run into me bet them b*tches ain’t on sh*t
tell lil shani put it on her tat
when she see me she throwin that sh*t
b*tches be flashing the knocks for the vid
and that’s how i could tell they ain’t blowing that sh*t
so it’s over, that b*tch ain’t tough she was only a holster
don’t even wanna boom her but she talking to hot
so i can’t promise that i won’t poke her
and i could speak on the dead but i don’t wanna smoke on her mans
cause the way he went out he a floater
show me you ku, when you see me you know what to do
you can’t speak on no n*gga who love me to death
you just chatting bout sh*t you see on the tube
f*ck it let’s all do this sh*t for the views
cause i heard you got f*cked on the top of the stu
how you gon speak on the p*ssy i popped in the crib
and you throwing it back on the roof
are you dumb, b*tches be fanned out
they ain’t dangerous, they just dissing and hoping they make it
top 2 but she was number 2
i could tell she was tight but shawty tried to fake it
real ass b*tch you can smell it in my fragrance
i’m too lit so them b*tches can’t stand me
i pop my sh*t and i’m takin that risk
i’ll be d*mned if i trip bout a b*tch lookin manly

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how the f*ck you dropping my jet and when you see my jet you show mad respect
you b*tches is dead b*tt

[verse 2]
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f*ck all the politicing onna gram
i’m tired of playing games
speaking on sh*t that you did at 15
b*tch so come and show me that ya body the same
y’all know the vibes, ya drop a diss and before i respond
i be posted outside, ya never slide
stop acting crazy cause i know you b*tches ain’t ready to die
and i seen murda get it she can’t
so imagine she run into me
that b*tch better have chop for the sh*t that she rant
if she don’t hope that she fast on feet
clown, better not run cause i’m flocking you down
i call up b and yk she the hound
when we spinnin on sh*t b*tches never around
and i bet she gon cl!ck till that b*tch hit the ground
dead on arrival
dissing me them b*tches suicidal
how b*tches switch and forget just a year ago
b*tches was ridin my d*ck for a title
and a feature catch lil…on bro bleach her
say she a demon but ion believe her
she a kid i got a chop put it down turn around
and thats word to my deads i’ll beat her
stupid
do not run into me with a baby i don’t wanna hear no excuses
i do not speak on the sh*t that i know but ya b*tches is hoes
ya was never exclusive
come and show me ya b*tches is ruthless
like ya b*tches ain’t showin me nothin
if b*tches don’t spin after this i ain’t jackin no dissin
cause them b*tches really be frontin
and ya b*tches tight
everyone linkin for videos don’t wanna link up to fight
but it’s alright
don’t wanna link in the send ya addy i pull up at night
and i keep me a stick they talking bout a knife
b*tches know i’m a tweak
think she a glitch we send her to the light
and that b*tch better duck when she run into me
[outro]
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y’all b*tches better not make a song back
because i’m not listenin to it

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