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incredibles - miah kenzo lyrics

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[intro]
grah, grah, grah, garh
everything dead, like
41 shots to the head
grah, grah

[chorus]
back out the knock and he start moving jittery
you an opp? i’m not showing no sympathy
b*tch is a kid, like she not doing sh*t to me
keep raising h*ll, n*ggas cannot get rid of me
like it’s incredible what that beretta do
how is you mad cos’ we deaded you
straight to the top, all my n*ggas ahead of you
grah, boom b*tch

[verse 1]
[?] i’m not on no crumb sh*t
call me isis, i’m ready to bomb sh*t
since a youngin’ i been giving h*ll
who the f*ck did you shoot? your name don’t ring a bell
you not a general, n*gga stop playing
[?] like you needa keep banging
that sh*t be crazy when n*ggas act tough
you got beat since a youngin’, ya n*ggas is b*tt
don’t tell me get back, you ain’t touch none of us
like you n*ggas ain’t f*cking with us
if that n*gga want smoke then i can hit his lungs
all my n*ggas is demons, they shoot sh*t for fun
what you gon’ do when we go to your side? dropping bodies, you n*ggas gon’ die
all the sh*t that they rap is not what they do
like what the f*ck? who did y’all n*ggas shoot?
b*tches be n*ggas and n*ggas be opps
walk in the party, i’m making it hot
beefing with who? b*tches beefin’ with they self
b*tches don’t go no names on they belt
thought she was top, b*tches really can’t tweak
off the yerky my n*ggas be geeked
ain’t no problem, we got them, they all on my body
b*tches is p*ssy, they never gon’ try me
[refrain]
you tryna be new opps, like
but y’all n*ggas is not doing sh*t
and all the members got new chops, like
if you run, with them you getting hit

[verse 2]
mask on, we can’t hit them on camera
swear to god, we gon’ do us some damage
i’m a demon, they not understanding
don’t need to get back, all my bullets is landing
grah, grah
where did he go?
said he running? we shooting his toes
n*ggas be b*tches and b*tches be hoes
play with my body, you all gonna go
my b*tches was ready, it’s everything deady
we gon’ shake up the room and have them in a frenzy
run up on who? man y’all b*tches is dumb
b*tch, i been bugging, in love with my gun

[refrain]
you tryna be new opps, like
but y’all n*ggas is not doing sh*t
and all the members got new chops, like
if you run, with them you getting hit
[verse 3]
and yo b*tch, how the f*ck is we opps?
like my brothers, they beat up your box
if you talking on brodie, on bro, you get shot
like i’m not playing y’all b*tches is popped
and you diss track n*ggas is whack
and i’m smoking your deads in this pack
all of them n*ggas is gone, and you won’t get them back
and we always threw first and you didn’t throw back

[chorus]
back out the knock and he start moving jittery
you an opp? i’m not showing no sympathy
b*tch is a kid, like she not doing sh*t to me
keep raising h*ll, n*ggas cannot get rid of me
like it’s incredible what that beretta do
how is you mad cos’ we deaded you
straight to the top, all my n*ggas ahead of you
grah, boom b*tch

[outro]
grah, grah, grah, grah
41, 41
don’t run, don’t run
like, everything dead

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