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forest hills - kn93 lyrics

verse 1:
long ass clip in the pocket
got the 40 inch steel in the c*ckpit
d*mn
forest hills, locked on the target
n*gga stop, n*gga know he ain’t bout it
yeah
pull up to the cut rocking camo, chop him like rambo, sticks like commando, prolly
d*ck all in your b*tch like ammo, paint it like van gogh, hot like serrano, topped
hit a n*gga line for the feat
boldy james concreatures
bet my name make fingers type
glitched prototype, no procedure
curb stomp a preacher
real pain if i reach for the nine
mama worry bout me еveryday, getting stuck in my ways, sorry ma, i’ll be just finе
snorted three lines like adidas, nose start bleeding, mask if i do the crime
yeahyeahyeahyeah
yeahyeahyeahyeah

verse 2:
blow a model brain out cause he wanna test me, now he rotting on the floor, i think the p*ssy got the message
blood all on the camera, the photographer be running, when he caught a memoir of the moment that i shot him
pop a couple pillies, b*tch, i’m floating off the planet
paparazzi takin pictures cuz i’m not from their planet
pop a couple tabs and now i see tyrannosaurus
like the prehistoric age, i’m getting sticks, i’m getting granite
cookie like i’m santa
b*tch you need to learn your manners
goth b*tch with me like my name is danny phantom
b*tch i’m from the north, but i’m not from atlanta
east side n*gga, either for it or about it, n*gga
got my jewelry on, little b*tch calling me gorgeous
got my trueys on, little b*tch, i feel like sosa
did a couple murders now they calling me demonic
higher than a bomber cuz i smoke the finest chronic

- kn93 lyrics

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