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ammunition (100% pg explicit) - ynw saquaste lyrics

[intro]
pass sh*ggy the baggy
he can roll scooby a dooby

[chorus]
i see a crip i unload the clip
hands tight on the fricking pistol grip
we chain snitches on slave ships
i got no heart just like my gl!ck
k!lled so many feds i’ve run out of ammo
i wear bare bape, all black camo
win bare votes with my manifesto
my flag look more green than pesto

[verse 1]
my bars fire like curry
my drip cold like mcflurry
side ting from surrey
number 1 like andy murray
my kids misbehave i give them a beating
as*salamu alayk*m for the greeting
your bars cr*p like excreting
my bars hot like central heating
where is your man, he just got shot
and your wifey is a thot
get bare p when i sell pot
pull up to the bank, bare gunshots

[verse 2]
my flow is peng, so are my rhymes
and i’m the kingpin of crime
i am always in my prime
and i’m on the throne of grime
my side ting ebony from nairobi
i don’t miss, just like kobe
used to use jarate on tf2
my dad left me because i’m a jew
no skeng, drop him with jiujitsu
destroy his cardiovascular tissue
i’m not haraam, i don’t drink cider
not h0m*, didn’t read alex rider
4 hoes in my room, like a spider
i expand her batty, make it wider

[verse 3]
you’re a nonce; you’re hero’s gary glitter
i made the lrc passes; counterfeiter
kick the wh0re out, keep it clean
oppose the cross like salah ad*din
it’s 2020, flexing bare soap
to see your d*ck you need a microscope
priests are nonces, they like to grope
especially francis, he’s the pope
drying up, need the xeransis
no gun control like aransis
got that computer that’s toshiba
nonce on women like bathsheba

[hook]
k!ll rohyingas like modi
yo mama like brody
i be balling like kevin
you frick her when she eleven
fifth side ting from devon
shot your dad, not going to heaven
i know the way like uganda
spit fire in kinyarwanda
k!ll all tutsi like rwanda
covid*19 outbreak, going to luanda
traffic slaves like sao miguel
got dat military personnel
no rights for women, no mademoiselle
shot your dad, going to h*ll

[outro]
n woooorrrddd
*gunshots*

allahuakbar
*explosions*

- ynw saquaste lyrics

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