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crash! (prod.mathiastyner) - zaeanarky lyrics

[intro]
mathias

[chorus]
k!ll that n*gga, break straight inside his house (aye!), crash the party already know what i’m about (aye!), slit homie throat now he silent like a mouse(shh), blood pouring outta n*gga chest like a fountain(ba ba!), east side n*gga already know where i’m walking(aha), crashed on the funereal now his family pouting(baha!), can’t decide how many racks i’m scouting (ching!), like an attack not ready just scouting!

[verse 1 * zae]
i’m f*cked up like the monsters that live under my bed, like my name michael blade straight through ya neck, sirens turn out from the house, must be the feds where we gon’ go now? pause. go the graveyard give a n*gga open seating. now we just schemin’ in the mother f*ckin’ beamin’, wait, where we gon’ go? where we gonna put his friends? where we gon’ bury this n*gga’s head? wait, lets burn em’ to a crisp give this n*gga a lil’ tan, hurry the f*ck up get in the back in the van, you already know the plan, roll down the window k!ll that n*gga mane

[chorus]
k!ll that n*gga, break straight inside his house, crash the party already know what i’m about (aye!), slit homie throat now he silent like a mouse(shh), blood pouring outta n*gga chest like a fountain (eugh!), east side n*gga already know where i’m walking, crashed on the funereal now his family pouting ,can’t decide how many racks i’m scouting, like an attack not ready just scouting, pass the mike to the next n*gga (dom) take my gloves off the job here is, done. if you gotta problem pull up to my mother f*ckin’ block but you better get ready to run, zae!

[verse 2 * bonnet boy dom]
you know how we come, we come from the south*side, we got kids on the block, that’s why they outside, i creep through ya’ house, it’s all on ya’ homie, the opps ridin’ by so you know that it’s on me, k!ll that n*gga lay his body in the back, thieving street n*gga so you know where i’m at, wet down your block, shoot down a opp then i dip, b*tches be on me, gucci the fit, i am a k!lla, zae got the bag, i pull the trigga’, i tote with a mac, we step, they step down ya pals, we slice his throat, ya gang not from around, stepping culture to coat, i’m in new york i’m vibing with k!llers, your girls talking with me so you know ima steal her, i k!ll your daddy, i k!ll your momma, your sister f*cking n*ggas for comments

[outro * zae]
k!ll the n*gga, break inside his house, crash the party you already know what i’m about, slit homie throat now he silent like a mouse, blood pouring outta n*gga throat like a fountain, east side n*gga already know where i’m walking, crashing the funeral now his family pouting, can’t decide how many racks that i’m counting, like an attack, not ready..just scouting. k!ll that n*gga, slit that n*gga throat now he f*cking dying, burn that n*gga! turn that n*gga to a god d*mn crisp, wife prolly’ suckin’ on my d*ck, alr’ know where i live..

- zaeanarky lyrics

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