(SIGILKORE) MARKZ GET REKT lyrics

[Verse 1]

Don't-Don't-Don't-Don't b*tch [?]
I f*ck wit' bloods n*gga, I f*ck wit' drugs n*gga
I f*ck wit' bloods n*gga, I f*ck wit' drugs n*gga
I fu-fu-fu-f*ck with bloods n*gga, I f-f-f-f*ck wit' drugs n*gga
I get yo' guns n*gga, you better not run n*gga (Jewelxx)
Run-run n*gga I'm smoking runtz n*gga
I am your God, I ain't gonna lie n*gga
Ion like your kind, n*gga
Don't come outside, n*gga (Lil b*tch)
Bro want his own, n*gga (Want his own)
You want this chrome, n*gga? (Want this chrome?)
My b*tch is flown, n*gga
Your money gone, n*gga
Aggin emas eht t'nia uoy ,aggin gnaB [?]

[Verse 2]

You still a lame n*gga, lon feel no pain n*gga
You still a lame n*gga, lon feel no- feel no pain n*gga
You want a-
[?] lriG
My n*ggas merkin’ sh*t
He on that purple sh*t, he on that workin sh*t
I f*ckin’ hurt the b*tch
400 for a zip
My pocket full of crips, suwoo (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
My pocket full of crips, suwoo (Pew, pew, pew)
My pocket full of crips, suwoo (Pew, pew, pew)
b*tch I’m him, I’m him him
I got blue strips, it’s a [?] b*tch
I kill kill (Kill kill)
My lips sealed (Lips sealed)
My pints sealed (Pints sealed)
I always [?]
I got feins wit’ me (Yuh, yuh)
I got keys wit’ me (Yuh, yuh)
Thugs wit’ me (Yuh, yuh)
[?] pistol whipped, I got guns wit’ me (Brrah)
I might get yo head knocked by my lil n*gga (Bah)
My b*tch from the burbs, I’m a hood n*gga (Gang)
Ion care if that’s yo mans, he ain’t good wit’ me (What?)
White b*tch do it cra-
If it ain’t- if it ain’t- if it ain’t bout no money n*gga Ion deal wit' it (Huh?)
If it ain’t bout no money, closed ears n*gga (Shhh)
This [?] you lil small ass guy
n*ggas hoes ain’t cut, had to cut all [?]
Pick a mothaf*ckin’ side [?]
[Hook]

Count money all day, I ain’t neva gettin tired (Brrr)
Count money all day, neva-neva gettin tired (Brrr)
Beat yo ass in the club got you rushing for the-
Beat yo ass in the club got you rushing for the-
Beat yo ass in the club got you rushing for the strap
Ion speak on dead n*ggas but f*ck you’re a jack
I’m good in every hood, cause I’m slatt
Ain’t no rapper n*gga, i’m a maniac [?]

[Verse 3]

[?] Had a white tee on, it’s Vlone
And I still [?] that ho
Spent rent on [?]
I got 99 problems n*gga, never been a ho
I got 99 .223s left in my [?]
pus*y n*gga hoes when they be alone (What?)
pus*y n*gga hoes when they be alone
P-P-P-pus*y n*gga hoes when they be alone (What?)
Why you n*ggas hatin’, what’s really on?
Your n*gga talkin’ brazy, what the f*ck he on?
Just a lame ass n*gga in a tombstone
What the f*ck I look like beefin’ wit’ a bunch of twats? (Huh?)
Ain’t sh*t but a sc*mmy b*tch, he a mess ([?])
I pull up in the benz, the latest one
Get up off your ass, you lil lazy bum