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K-K-Kyber

[Verse 1: .223Jerm]
Man f*ck that b*tch yeah she a thot
You see the clips yo ass get popped
I'm in the hood I blast that opps
This ain't no pork yo ass get chopped
I'm with my dogs I call em pops
I'm bout my hands I ain't bout talk
That b*tch be old she gave me top
You think you hard yo ass be soft
b*tch I just blast see the tool on my waist
If a n*gga keep on talkin have his body in a grave
Bout 24 watches with my chain gone swang
I be f*ckin on yo thot bumpin "Drake - Wu Tang"
If a n*gga try to rob me he get hit by gang
We just goin bananas that orangutan
All my n*ggas we just swervin we just stuck in the lane
All yall n*ggas targets they be lookin like stain

[Bridge: .223Jerm]
f*cked up
I hear the po po
I needa hide my gat
I needa hide my pole
Oh sh*t
[Verse 2: J-ICE]
[?] bout myself
[?]
Got my swimmin in thе water Michael Phelps
Sippin on that purplе I ain't talkin bout Welch
Need NFL money needa worry bout yoself
Long drive CDL's hard drive like Adele
Hit me on my cell takin bout he got a belt
n*gga too sick imma needa make a wish
I ain't talkin throwin quarters in a well
Fourth quarter goin hard like a [?]
Bulldog n*gga nah bet I never tell
Pull up to my hood n*gga feel like i'm at home
My n*gga doin 30 before he get up out the cell
n*gga this is J-ICE puttin 2 up in his dome
[?] stay low
[?] gettin higher than a drone
Me and my n*ggas bringin fire to the tone
When I pull up 300 boy I ain't talkin Spartan
[?] no jumper Vince Cartier
b*tch call me daddy she ain't really got a father
I'm a baller [?]
All bout the dollar pourin 4 up in the Fanta
Got me slower than the special ed n*gga i'm a goner
Pull up big truck n*ggas thinkin it's the talkin
Gettin rid of this kid n*gga feel like Willy Wonka
[Verse 3: 83HADES]
And I got the pole
Posted on yo block I don't gotta let it go
I got shooters on deck
If you really tryna stunt
Imma pull up in the front
And kick down the door
All up in yo home
Move a lot of smoke
And you see me with this cash
b*tch i'm winter with the snow
White b*tches love to blow
And they askin for more
[?] with the glizzy
Pull up to my city have the choppa spin silly
And you know it's f*ck [?] cause i'm rippin up her kitty
[?] bout 50
And they said they want me dead
Imma put this muhf*ckin metal in they head
Got my di*k in her mouth
Sha-Shawty wildn out now
If you cross this Nine Tech then you gettin shot down
Bullets through his cranium
Sippin on uranium
Space like a alien
Rip him like tasmanian
[Outro: .223Jerm]
Man f*ck that b*tch- she a thot
-yo ass get popped
-blast that opps
-yo ass get chopped