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pfc (30 on me) - ssj twiin & thekidace lyrics

[intro: thekidace,ssj twiin, ***both***]
(enigma)
(woah, woah) (yeah)
(yeah, yeah) (woah)
(sh*t) (f*ck)
(***woah, oh***)
(***dun*dun*dun*nuh*nuh*nuh***)

[chorus: ssj twiin & thekidace]
heh, .30 on me finna send me to god
yeah, how the h*ll am i rookie ‘lil b*tch, i been doing a lot
you not with the moment ‘lil baby so you gotta rot
all that sh*t that you saying, ‘lil b*tch i don’t care, i forgot
takin’ yo’ sh*t and i put them to rest, ay
and these bullets hit him in the chest, ay
[?] that b*tch and then i hit it the next day
that ‘lil b*tch suck me up in the best way
all of this money a blessing
got this .30 on me, do not tempt me
sh*t, too many shots, get a headache
pfc, off these drugs, i’m stressing

[bridge 1: thekidace & ssj twiin]
too many hoes, i can’t even comprehend anything you just said, woah
i got yo’ b*tch and she doing it sloppy man
stick up and i put her to rest, woah
probably gon’ give mercy but b*tch i hope you know i never forgive and forget, woah
slippin’ on me, need to wake the f*ck up
get the f*ck outta bed!
[verse: thekidace & ssj twiin]
six shots ain’t enough
told that b*tch i only want the head not the love
you been sending mixed signals, i can’t trust
you love me, you hate me and all of the above, f*ck
‘lil b*tch i been on the run
chasing this money, i’m running it up
i pour the drank in my cup
choppa on me and it’s ready to bust
big ass chop on my body, it’s ready to slump ’em
twenty gram, i got big bands b*tch, i’m running
it’s f*ck all, one on one, i be ready to jump him
everybody yelling my name (***we love you ace!***)
she steady loving
no f.n., i’ma pump him
yeah, i’m with twiin ’till we die
two legends just pulled up to the function, i*
looking at me ‘lil b*tch, i’m stunning (i*i)
keep my head down, keep running, i*
lame ass b*tch like, why you stunting? (i*i)
[?] like i’m mcloving, yeah
i keep a .30 on stick
finna make his ass dip
i’ma send his ‘lil ass to the motherf*ckin’ sky
and i’m finna spazz on this b*tch, keep a motherf*ckin’ bl!ck, hope you ready to die
[bridge 2: thekidace & ssj twiin]
think about it, a, c, e, i’m winning (yeah)
when i post a snippet everybody finna listen (woah)
got some bread and a [?] with a ‘lil bit of chicken
hehehe, bro, a chicken?, i dunno man
woah, when i see b*tch i try to keep my distance
if she want my cash then she come and then she miss it
she didn’t believe and now i’m star living
i guess karma really is giving
yeah

[outro: ssj twiin & thekidace]
pfc, off these drugs, i’m stressing
(yeah, yeah)
(no, no, no)
(off these drugs, i’m stressing)
thanks for listening guys
i really* (don’t cl!ck off the f*cking tape yet, go listen to the next song)
holy sh*t*

- ssj twiin thekidace lyrics

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