get away - siion lyrics
[pre*chorus]
i don’t play, but i play with flames
i don’t f*ck around, yeah, i put him in his place
f*ck it, run it back, put the fire to his face
i’m not f*ckin’ sane, gunfire in my brain
[chorus]
get, get, get away, t*t*t*t*tell ’em, “get away
‘fore this f*ckin’ glock rearrangin’ all ya face”
i tell him, “get away”, t*t*tell ’em “get away
‘fore you lined with chalk, and momma cryin’ at ya grave”
[verse 1]
a*a*a*anyway, how’s ya f*ckin’ day?
i don’t f*ckin’ care, gunspray’s not astray
we just touchin’ base, i’ll meet ya halfway
they gon’ throw a party, and it’s not ya birthday*ay*ay*ay*ay
got the dagger, i’ma flay, i’m runnin’ all the fades
put my mask on, it’s a f*ckin’ payday
i say, they obey, i take it all the way
everything i spat is a f*ckin’ cliché
[pre*chorus]
i don’t play, but i play with flames
i don’t f*ck around, yeah, i put him in his place
f*ck it, run it back, put the firе to his face
i’m not f*ckin’ sane, gunfire in my brain
[chorus]
gеt, get, get away, tell ’em, “get away
‘fore this f*ckin’ glock rearrangin’ all ya face”
i tell him, “get away”, t*t*tell ’em “get away
‘fore you lined with chalk, and momma cryin’ at ya grave”
[verse 2]
f*f*f*f*f*ck a fashion punk, i’d smoke a f*ckin’ n*z* punk
think i rock with y’all p*ssies? oh, you must be drunk
ain’t so tough when i dump him in my f*ckin’ trunk
what i want, when i want, ’cause i don’t give no f*ck
glock 17,
i do what i want, and i don’t need no team
ricky flared jeans, you can see the seams
wouldn’t give a sh*t if i died in my teens
[chorus]
get away, tell ’em, “get away
‘fore this f*ckin’ glock rearrangin’ all ya face”
i tell him, “get away”, tell ’em “get away
‘fore you lined with chalk, and momma cryin’ at ya grave”
get, get, get away, tell ’em, “get away
‘fore this f*ckin’ glock rearrangin’ all ya face”
i tell him, “get away”, t*t*tell ’em “get away
‘f*’f*’fore you lined with chalk, and momma cryin’ at ya grave”
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