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still the king of swk *unreleased snippet* - sxuuly lyrics

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a broke n*gga, i can’t be one
a broke n*gga, yeah i see one
raise up on you like dion
peon n*gga get peed on
a black stick think it named keshon
my lap she could put the peach on
i’m not a f*ck n*gga you could reach on
i grab the stick, nick it then be gone
my circle infested with pythons
turn ’em to an element with the ar, now them n*ggas are gone
yeah, i’m a short dude but i ain’t gon’ go out like lord farquaad
(do that) do that n*gga like darkseid
do that p*ssy cold, call him icytw*t
do that n*gga with the whole carbine
pickin’ out merc’ies to murk ’em we car buying
we eight deep like a octagon, so we stomp him out ’til we see red like a stop sign
and it’s behead or be dead
and the key red in the srt they seats red
we like tay*k in the tk, ’cause we doin’ the race on these feds
ew
ew
see yo’ hoe, ew
i don’t pop no pills
don’t ask me to make no drill
don’t ask me to make no jersey club
my n*ggas might do a drill
shootin’ up that jersey club
beat him with his own grip, we just might juh’ be jerkin’ em
it’s gon be yeear’ last day, december 31
i got a lil’ bad b*tch, but i love my curly ones
yeah, n*ggas pump fakin’ like wade, so i ain’t worried ’bout nun
’cause n*ggas ain’t shot not once sir
she call me money man, yeah, i’m her ed wuncler
she call me icey king, yeah, she wanna give me a gunther
and i sent out the henchman, oh yeah yeah they my hunters
and i kicked the lil’ b*tch out, i’m really not no punter

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