headshot - tyronfrmda100s, k.money lyrics
[intro: k.money & tyronfrmda100s]
yea, yea, yea, yea {drip}
all the goofies get the f*ck on (slide, slide, slide)
all the goofies get the f*ck on (on foe nem, slide, slide, slide, slide)
ha, yea k.money yea, yea, yea, yea (on foe nem, on foe nem, slide)
{turn me up trad}
[verse 1: k.money]
man the opps they steady scared when they hear the name k.money
you already know my drilla off the pill, he be on dummy
any n*gga that be dissin on the net, them n*ggas hoes
f*ck wit p.o.g and b.b.g, them n*ggas be on go
might just think that we a stripper how we hop out wit them poles
aye cuz “there go the opps right there, n*gga let sh*t go”
n*gga said they on they bully, boy them n*ggas not
hotta wit me, wipin n*ggas nose, feelin like sum snot
aw you think you need sum money, just go whip me up a pot
got a fat ass k, it’s ready to spray in the yacht
man the opps they steady scared when they hear the name k.money
i got drillas poppin pills you already know they dummy
(verse 2: tyronfrmda100s)
who we chasing? bet a p*ssy n*gga won’t send no shots
get ‘em like jason, soon when he run we gon turn em to za
these b*tches be basic, they ass ain’t sh*t that’s why i just give her this c*ck
these bullets contagious, because they be spreading so you won’t make it that far
just like bikini we on yo ass, f*ck a camera ion need no mask
n*ggas on d*ck i guess y’all f*gs, we’ll come to yo hood and spray that b*tch fast
n*gga got 49 followers and f*ck yo homies i just really sit down and laugh
4 nic will knock off yo cap these n*ggas be b*tches on ig n*ggas is mad
n*gga be talm bout f*ck the 100s, say it in my face and you gon be running
40 got kick just like we punting, ion beef on the gram less do it in public
let’s play ball we not talking bout hoopin, just like a movie lil n*gga we shooting
people gon try me cause i make music, you can talk on the gram cause you know you not stupid
tez, rula, frank, k.money, 41, bnf and tmo
eli gon walk em, teon, zay and twin gon come out creepin up slow
dave gon show em wat these bullets do, so bend that corner and he gon blow
this drac gon head tap a n*gga and f*ck up his brain i guess he ain’t breathing no more
(verse 3: k.money)
aye they gettin real scared when they hear the name k.money
my n*ggas slime, poppin out wit dracs they be on dummy
aye i call laflare up on the phone he said he ready to slide
and tyron he from the 100s, you know he gon f*ckin wrap(what)
(verse 4: tyronfrmda100s)
n*ggas talking all that sh*t but they ain’t gon spin back
hit his ass wit that tec, make em do sum jumping jacks
my shorties hot heads if you provoke them they gon spray that mac
remember inna raq roaches on the ceiling and sum rats
you can run but i got 2 straps like dora backpack
now they gotta merch it on they homie but he ain’t coming back
aye what you rollin up
(verse 5: k.money & tyronfrmda100s)
them dead opps, anybody speak on k.money name they catch a headshot
dash off inna skat pack you know we f*ckin 12 up
everytime the cops come to my door they tryna smell sum, smell sum
all you hear is blocka now gon nail sum
knock up on yo door deliver cells like we do mail or sum
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