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let's go! - killkurt lyrics

[verse 1]
let’s move
let’s go, let’s grove
get out my lane, make room
just get off my wave, do you
snakes wanna cut my throat
evil eye clear my view
we don’t play safe on this side
playing for the keeps, no truce
yeah, this sh*t’s too easy
them n*ggas don’t pose no threats
air the room out, one clip n*gga
i don’t even break no sweat
my foot on the gas, mashed
488 my jet
222 my dash
one of one, no i’m not pressed
l!cks, sticks
semi, with the switch
up the score, madе the plot thicken
m5 with the top missing
go modе, put the pressure on em, gotta treat this sh*t like there’s a bomb’s ticking
a lot of n*ggas scared to take a chance, and they probably wonder why they not winning
huh, yeah
stand clear, ho you’ve been advised
i’m not what they on, they got little minds
i’m not a rapper, i’m an enterprise
got sick of waiting till the stars lined up, so i put them hoes in align
i channel pressure that be in my mind
but that same pressure put ya’ll in a bind
[hook]
let’s move
get out my way b*tch move
let’s go
in tune
get out my lane make room
hop in, zoom
swerve in that b*tch like vroom
acne, rhude, ricky, lou
six speed, move
get out my face, just move
just hop in
on two
i send that b*tch off to the moon
jump in, zoom
unlimited tank won’t loose
n*ggas wanna k!ll my fuse
ya’ll n*ggas couldn’t k!ll my*

[verse 2]
it’s me, of course
dullahan in the horse
think i just lost my head
beat a b*tch ass like bjork
up the ante when i slide
you heard directly from the source
they really thought they had chance huh?
till i put the hoe in sport
just keep your focus on the wish
keep your head up never switch
just remember, if this sh*t was easy n*gga everybody’d be rich
i’m all in on a straight line
they be tip toeing on the baseline
got my fate dancing on the tight rope
with my fingertips on her waistline
game time
i tied safety to the freight lines
the threat of failure on the mainline
so why the h*ll would n*ggas waste time
why the h*ll would n*ggas hang with you
when i got too much up at stake to loose
i got a chip on my shoulder n*gga
i still got too many things to prove
top down on the evo
hit the money dance like an emote
got a tight clique that i keep close
and a stick for the ones that freeload
with no reload
off the grid on the d low
sls with a freak b*tch
extendo’s on the chop stick
n*ggas thought i had the cheat code
[hook]

- killkurt lyrics

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