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tornado geason - kt foreign, ebk jaaybo lyrics

[intro: ebk jaaybo]
(ay ecko, turn it up)
jz, sh*t it get political real quick n*gga
yea, yea, yea

[verse 1: ebk jaaybo]
dead n*gga this, dead n*gga that
where you n*ggas at?
i’m the type to catch one and double back
and it’s a chance that they could spin so i’m on tip when i’m on [?]
and i’m still mad as f*ck that this n*gga ran
i’m a k!ller you a k!ller, but the way i did mines was official
do n*ggas weird everytime i blow my pistol
last opp survived, but the opp before that? he ain’t make it out the spiddle
shoutout to the ones that k!lled you
headshot, walk a n*gga down, make him feel you
head tappers, gotta walk around with drac so i can feel [?]
talkin’ ’bout your brother like he hеre, ain’t they k!lled dudе?
that n*gga got in one video, then he got k!lled too
drop skee, i’m gon act up, i’m with the left rights
the day i slid and got that n*gga gone that was the best night
check the news, bet there’s a report where we left his life
got him gone quick, but we gon do that n*gga weird the next time
yeah, a maniac can’t change my way of thinking
let a opp come to the show like we lackin’ cuz i’m on stage with demons
why would you do that nerd sh*t and get spanked for no reason?
like i said it’s tornado season
[bridge: kt foreign]
gzzz yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah

[verse 2: kt foreign]
explode the bl!ck like a volcano, b*tch we trippin’
face shot, he steady hit him in his head, same difference
my opp hit jaaybo like “d*mn, why you f*ck with them n*ggas?”
nah the real question there is why you snitchin’? (why you tellin’?)
was ‘sposed to show his paper work, but he still have it
got a n*gga subtracted years ago, and i’m still addin’
it don’t even matter what he said because he still a rat
you told them n*ggas everything, why you ain’t tell them that?
facts, i can’t cap i leave that up to them
set that n*gga up i guess he coulda lacked up in the gym
up down [?] 30 rounds, that’s what fully did
speakin’ on my [?] to the b*tch, what you a [?] pimp?
huh, yeah, let’s get to hoopin’ then
my grammy shot ’em up he hit the uh, them ain’t hooped again
terrorize his body when this shock when you was tryna flinch
i bet you [?] ain’t seen that n*gga since
gzzz, fatal shots no attemptin’
i f*ck with [?], no cap, i know he standin’ over n*ggas
real drillers, bet that mac turn his brains into liquid
firefighter, have you seen some oil spillage?
aye, dribble, yeah, he on the bench
gotta get your rank up hunnid percent partic*p*nt
g league, landlord, i got [?] membership (made him [?], now his body don’t exist)
gzzz

- kt foreign ebk jaaybo lyrics

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