Subway Surfers lyrics

[Chorus: Mdot 59]
Man n*ggas don't learn
Eli pain, Zay B is the burn
Tryna push up who? n*gga hands really work
Qdot was the pain, but Bino get 'em hurt
I got 59 shots if he yell out "MB"
With the Ripk, tryna put a new Makk in a-
Every trip up the block tryna go for the P
RB be cap rap, n*gga has no scenes
Know how we get every trip on the Kreeps
Had to get in that mode, 48 me a Sleeze
Eli ran, why he mentionin' me?
Made [?] duck, saw the flash on the beam
KOD sweet, watch how we creep
Jodot, he shoulda been on a tee
Made Jay duck, saw the spark of the G
n*gga ran, so the Kreeps got upped, on me

[Verse 1: Mdot 59]
250K, wanna three man weave
If shе playin' RB, we gon' punch off her weavе
Kash was just Jet, now he Makk, he a dweeb
J3 is a kid, never went for the-
I'ma spin through the 4 wit' like 6-4 shots
43rdK, Woo Lotti in a box
Don't go wit' the Notti, n*gga Droy bop
n*ggas talkin' on X, I got a couple shot
Free brodie Racks, he livin' in the spot
FOE here, everybody hate Dot
Fat boy, hit, his shoulder feelin' hot
Everybody keep rappin' cappin' what they not
The Kreeps up on tans, f*ck it they gon'-
n*ggas mentionin' X, I got a couple fried
Jinkin' wit' opps and thinkin' that they safe
I got some demons hoppin' out the Wraith
Boutta show y'all my three, n*gga give me my space
They was holdin' Quai neck while coverin' his-
Tryna crash for the miss, they put him in his-
Tryna crash for the miss, they put him in his place
[Verse 2: Woddy]
Tried to crash for the mish', they put him on his back
And I'm big EMS, I don't f*ck wit' no Makks
Free the bros, got booked, got locked for the-
Free the bros, got booked, got locked for the pack
Ask about Woddy, I'm quick to attack
I done threw shots on n*ggas that gave me a-
I done threw shots on n*ggas that gave me a dap
Baby watch when you shake it, the gun on my lap
Catch me a Makk, he gotta go
Headshot, dead shot, do him like Glo
He think he slime, we wipin' his nose
Three opps got-, that's three in a row
Come to this drillin' sh*t, b*tch I'm a pro
You think you slimin' me? b*tch you slow
So many times we done blitzed through doors
750z on court, tryna go to the lo'
Free my son Manny, got booked for the pole
Free my son Box, Mr. Up it and throw
Pop Kreep pus*y, sister a hoe
And his brother the pack, n*ggas already know

[Chorus: Mdot 59]
Man n*ggas don't learn
Eli pain, Zay B is the burn
Tryna push up who? n*gga hands really work
Qdot was the pain, but Bino get 'em hurt
I got 59 shots if he yell out "MB"
With the Ripk, tryna put a new Makk in a-
Every trip up the block tryna go for the P
RB cap rap, n*gga has no scenes
Know how we get every trip on the Kreeps
Had to get in that mode, 48 me a Sleeze
Eli ran, why he mentionin' me?
Made [?] duck, saw the flash on the beam
KOD sweet, watch how we creep
Jodot, he shoulda been on a tee
Made Jay duck, saw the spark of the G
n*gga ran, so the Kreeps die upped, on me