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my mission - kf tra lyrics

[verse]
this is my mission to make it
im packing a fifty wit bullets we chase him
i’m shooting that n*gga he just like a target
we stomp on his head that b*tch get to breakin
i just learned to trap this money im making
it’s going to momma on me ima make it
surprise lil n*gga im coming for necks
beat ona n*gga got lives like a cat
im workin real hard im just like bat
i come out at night and im strapped wit this gat
your b*tch want my d*ck so my d*ck in her neck
he running from us put the beam on his back
i carry this glock want the laser attach
his body real bl**dy go chalk him like that
pistol came wit a grip want the chains on my neck
we iced out in diamonds im coming to flex
im crushing the game b*tch i been had nеxt
we turning up parties and cashing them chеcks
i bodied a n*gga put holes in his neck
and he came out bluffin we left him to rest
im pickin him up and im dressed in all black
his body keep leaking he swollen wit knots
we beat his ass bad we knew he was hot
i stay smoking gas im in love wit the pack
your b*tch keep geekin her soul attach
wearing her pink to get clapped from the back
bullets erase him wit shooters in black
im calling up hitters who getting to ride
we sliding on n*ggas who purpin outside
they never going slide they all going die
dont f*ck wit a n*gga who act as a spy
they question a n*gga and knew i would lie
im whoopin that n*gga when he get on this side
he flaked ona gang so his ass gotta die
dont purp ona n*gga that get you wit god
you talking to feds b*tch i knew you was soft
you not in the streets you never went hard
exposing a n*gga who sleep wit the dogs
she sucking my d*ck she sweet like the frog
her body keep shaking she touching my b*lls
im striking a jay while she feel on my b*lls
phone keep ringing im getting it off
im high in the clouds in my head i get lost
i been through alot and im geeking ball
sh*t holding me back from dawgin em all
yea thats my lil bruva he gonna go ball
ima give him them racks to go shop at the mall
you can buy this f*ck it buy the whole mall
dont f*ck wit my bruva im hittin sh*t off
and if you my blood then im k!llin for yall
we smoking a n*gga who f*ck wit the squad
k!ll fam we coming of course we going hard
we can from the trenches where n*ggas get robbed
we been through the struggle yea we had it hard
learning my ways from n*ggas who rob but still had a job while beating a charge

- kf tra lyrics

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