AWF EM lyrics

Why is everything khroam?
Everything is khroam in the future

[Verse 1: .223Jerm]
f*ck the feds f*ck the opps b*tch I off em
b*tch I'm flexed up in this b*tch I look so awesome
Hold you hostage take yo mama and yo god son
AK-47 bumpin at yo ear drum
I just did a line of crack rock
Watch out for my shoes these hoes are [?]
BB's on my belt and on my wrist watch
b*tch I'm in the game I feel like Chris Paul
Don't f*ck with you
b*tch you a lame
Jockin on my style man I hear the same thing
We be in yo hood I be yellin "gang gang"
All my n*ggas realest b*tch we go orangutan
b*tch I'm ballin hard man this sh*t ain't no option
I just smacked this n*gga have his body in a coffin
Bump his body then I sell it up for auction
Choppa bullets flyin they gone give you lipo suction

[Verse 2: J-ICE]
f*ck the feds f*ck the cops yeah we poppin some
Ch-Choppa empty out like 50 David Robinson's
I-In the studio no paper plates like it's a party son
We at the strip throwin strippers yeah whole college fund
n*ggas think it's gang till we drop they whole block like plain janga
And I was just a [?] push yo white girl like Topanga
Keep the choppas in the kazi got more clips and I got hangers
And I been in the game got more hits than they got bangers
Outside till the [?] I got more cheese than Peter Piper
Red beams they can hear the shots before they see the snipers
[Verse 3: J-ICE]
Pull up shut up I like to cut up
My choppa sprayin the sun like a [?]
Kickin like [?]
You ain't in my huddles
Straight out the tone n*gga straight out the gutter
Yo b*tch suckin di*k and you just kissed her on the mouth
Made a couple thou and I ain't even need a house
[?] and I ain't even need a house
Phone trippin n*gga [?] in the route
Smokin big clout with the AR's out
Ridin in the coupes with the AR's out
[?] be trappin and the AR loud
Got out quick cause the K9's out
Let's find out whatchu say all about
Dried up n*ggas [?] hatin no drought
We chase money we won't cash no clout
We chase money we won't cash no-

[Verse 4: .223Jerm]
B-Body on my waist let that b*tch c*ck back
I just robbed the plug I don't need a ski mask
Why you [?] my style why you drop my swag
You be chasin b*tches always chasin for the bag
See me smoke boof retaliate the shoot
Rob you fast yeah it go vroom vroom
All up in yo house and I shoot yo mommy's room
n*gga don't be stupid gimme yo chains and shoes
b*tch I get mad when I hear some stupid sh*t
b*tch you owe me money now it's time to pay the rent
b*tch it's be RVR3 when I [?] my finger tips
.40 on my waist you can catch a full clip
I just pulled up and I did drive by's
Shotty 12 guage deuce deuce with a nine
n*gga try me body [?] 45
Ridin with my bloods b*tch I'm pull up with my sides
Like oh
Got the lean with the drip
If you got a problem we can solve it off the rip
b*tch I got hitters and they bangin off the whip
[?] couple n*ggas but they all look like b*tch
[Verse 5: Dkoolpharaoh]
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
Hey I keep a big AK rifle strap up on my back
If I ever catch you lackin know [?] imma run yo back
All my n*ggas bout that action like some [?] throwin mags
Ain't nobody bein left out [?] how I attack
And if you b*tch be out here worried then my di*k will calm her stats
And if it don't then I ain't worried cause I toss a b*tch a back
Ain't no [?] cause I'm always in my bag
And If they feel my big semi [?]