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kudos. [bonus] - lns masu lyrics

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track 8 kudos
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sittin in the front p-ssy n-gga get ahead
grippin on the glock watch em drop down dead
say you gettin money but it dont make sense
better watch out for a n-gga get pressed

runnin this town cleanin up my mess
people livin rough swear we dont get rest
tryina make a living off of what i do best
music is my life n-gga you ain’t done sh-t

lightin up my city n-gga c-ck that back
midwest fiend n-gga grab that tech
livin life sober ain’t sippin on tech
n-ggas know my name they be screamin lns

claim you with the gang n-gga get off my -ss
i be makin music still make it to cl-ss
never pop a xan i ain’t rollin off x
comin with an army navy guns gon blast

t-tanic when i come through
and you b-tch wanna come through
make em hit with the 1 2
f-ck the feelins that im goin through

p-ssy n-gga she ain’t want you
f-ck it off when i come through
get lost in the punches
imma ghost imma haunt you

say your prayers you gon see that light

backwoods gettin rolled up tight

told you before you ain’t want that fight

watch out got you in my sights

n-gga talkin best stay in your lane
circle stay small only with my gang
say you gettin clout you ain’t get that fame
say you comin up you ain’t makin no bank

run that sh-t up fore you speak on my name
spillin that blood when i got my blade
she gon come thru she gon do it in vein
i ain’t really f-ckin with the games you play

play my songs n-gga hear my beats
bring the b-tch back make her turn to a freak
ain’t poppin pills but i’m still gon geek
always doin sh-t on my own two feet

kick her out the door she gon meet team skeet
i be makin bangers every godd-mn week
live for my happiness not for the streets
ain’t about fame b-tch its all bout me

all about my family b-tch
battery b-tch
walk on by you so flattering

i ain’t havin it
never havin it
imma cut your throat with a batarang

water splashin it
with these savages
still got no ice but im lathering

theres no evidence
of a brighter kid
imma young mixed fiend with the latter clip

so you comin up claimin your spot

lil n-gga you ain’t claimin no spot

my n-ggas still be up on top

lns we the gang we the squad

walkin away from the pain in your eyes
p-ssy -ss b-tch you ain’t really gon fight
no matter what you do you ain’t ever gon hide
pull up to your spot imma play ispy

turn on my sh-t when i walk inside
pistol in the club bring who i invite
you ain’t see the most n-gga you gon see light
just a young n-gga tryina earn my stripe

just a young n-gga tryina find my way
just a young fiend tryina make it through the day
rollin up gas you be smokin on hay
backwood lit blunt ash on my face

never try me b-tch you a disgrace
never want beef n-gga you is so lame
all you ever do is on your -ss all day
you ain’t makin money so what you gotta say

say your prayers you gon see that light

backwoods gettin rolled up tight

told you before you ain’t want that fight

watch out got you in my sights

- lns masu lyrics

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