mlk 2 - smokingskul lyrics
[intro]
that b*tch tryna f*ck ’cause she see the bread
six n*ggas in my class, you would think i was sped
“where you get your guns from, smoke?” you n*ggas fed
you n*ggas ain’t get shot for real—
[chorus]
b*tch, i cheat like martin luther
b*tch, choppa got kick, should’ve been a producer
could’ve been a cover athlete like devin booker
can’t kidnap the b*tch, cut her up, then we cook her
k!ll my own wife, i feel like jimmy snuka
you on the corner still like a hooker
smoking a backwood, not no hooka
i don’t shake hands, no, i’m not a looker
thought he had coke, give him [broad? brown?] sugar (this is a slump audios exclusive)
[verse]
[?] gina like martin
n*gga, look what you started
what? switch sound like it’s farting
glock sound like it’s farting
give me that sh*t, n*gga, i don’t bargain
we can’t match up, walmart and target
give me ten, n*gga, like a sergeant
i got more guns than a [?]
that b*tch tryna f*ck ’cause she see the bread
six n*ggas in my class, you would think i was sped
“where you get your guns from, smoke?” you n*ggas fed
you n*ggas ain’t get shot for real, like meg’
[chorus]
b*tch, i cheat like martin luther
b*tch, choppa got kick, should’ve been a producer
could’ve been a cover athlete like devin booker
can’t kidnap the b*tch, cut her up, then we cook her
k!ll my own wife, i feel like jimmy snuka
you on the corner still like a hooker
smoking a backwood, not no hooka
i don’t shake hands, no, i’m not a looker
thought he had coke, give him [broad? brown?] sugar
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