grape fanta - kid yoki lyrics
[intro]
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, i keep a ‘k, i’m gon’ gun him down
they stealing my swag, they stealing my sound
yeah, and i got that bag, still selling pounds
you don’t got no racks, you look like a clown
[hook]
(yeah, yeah)
yeah, they all my sons
i got blood up on my 1’s
brand new chain, brand new gun
ak shoot everyone (yuh)
[verse]
uh, run up on me better not say nothin’ stupid
i got the choppa, ain’t afraid to use it
said he want smoke, but he ain’t gon’ do sh*t
he wanna get shot with the uzi (yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, i keep a ‘k, i’m gon’ gun him down
they stealing my swag, they stealing my sound
yeah, and i got that bag, still selling pounds
you don’t got no racks, you look like a clown
[verse 2]
we ain’t on the same page
chief keef ’em, bang bang
too many hoes, can’t maintain
don’t f*ck with her, she a plain jane
lil’ shawty, she my main thing
jk, don’t got a main thing
we ain’t on the same page (page, page, yeah)
[hook]
(yeah, yeah)
yeah, they all my sons
i got blood up on my 1’s
brand new chain, brand new gun
ak shoot everyone (yuh)
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