Evel Kinevil lyrics

by

Yatta


[Verse 1]
Guess everybody tough, guess everybody Tookie, huh?
Shells go through vest and bullies, I ain't no rookie bruh
Everybody always woofin', talkin' 'bout jackin' me
It always go, I gave him a pass 'cause he had the slapper on him
Everybody shootin', yeah the driver and the passanger
The county jail my n*ggas go, maximum capacity
Think I'm givin' passes, they like Drakeo you a rapper now
The 2 Greedy Stinc Team responsible for the massacres
Who really in the streets? who you n*ggas really see?
Who bust down in real life and not just TV?
Let these n*ggas know somethin' since these n*ggas wanna speak up
Pull up to my shows like a macho and get beat up
Tell these n*ggas play they role, all my n*ggas on parole
In the back slappin' n*ggas with showers, you know how that go
I'm laughin', man these n*ggas is actors
Everybody tough until them bucks start racking
Now we out of jail and them guns start clapping
Now you labelled a b*tch, you get that WorldStar action
See me with your b*tch and your girl start laughin'
At the b*tch ass n*gga, made a porn in the bathroom
I'm yappin', but that's just me
I been Mr. LA, I'm mister everything
f*ck mentioning wrist, I'm mister every bling
Pass what where? sh*t I'm bleedin' every chink
[Chorus]
Evel Knievel, since these n*ggas wanna speak up
Just drag raced the foreign, these n*ggas can't even keep up
Preachin' Jesus, we know this sh*t can get evil
Nickname Evel Knievel, sh*t, Evel Knievel
Since these n*ggas wanna speak up
Just drag raced the foreign, these n*ggas can't even keep up
Preachin' Jesus, we know this sh*t can get evil
Nickname Evel Knievel, sh*t, Evel Knievel
sh*t n*gga, nickname me Evel Knievel
sh*t, I'm tryna tell these silly n*ggas, nickname me Evel Knievel
Can't even keep up
Drag raced the foreign, these n*ggas can't even, Evel Knievel
Nickname me Evel Knievel, sh*t, Evel Knievel

[Verse 2]
He just crashed another Beamer
Poured up some five hundred, you tryna really sleep with Jesus
I'm a heathen, with demon eyes
Yeah Aquatina left his meatballs and his fries
You surprised? you knew I was that guy
Shootouts in front of NuNu, who knew I was that high?
Never was into treaties, know they all gotta die
Forty pointers in my watch, you know they all gettin' blind
Mister wrist breaker, wish maker, p*ss faker
Cold hearted, another igloo in the making
Mandated a spot in hell but still battling with Satan
Why you playin'? you know I'm these rap n*ggas' saviors
n*ggas janky, sh*t I might just have to shoot one
Hole in one, sh*t I guess I gotta prove somethin'
Ugh, sh*t I might just have to shoot one
Hole in one, with black folks you gotta prove somethin'
[Chorus]
Evel Knievel, since these n*ggas wanna speak up
Just drag raced the foreign, these n*ggas can't even keep up
Preachin' Jesus, we know this sh*t can get evil
Nickname Evel Knievel, sh*t, Evel Knievel
Since these n*ggas wanna speak up
Just drag raced the foreign, these n*ggas can't even keep up
Preachin' Jesus, we know this sh*t can get evil
Nickname Evel Knievel, sh*t, Evel Knievel
sh*t n*gga, nickname me Evel Knievel
sh*t, I'm tryna tell these silly n*ggas, nickname me Evel Knievel
Can't even keep up
Drag raced the foreign, these n*ggas can't even, Evel Knievel
Nickname me Evel Knievel, sh*t, Evel Knievel

[Outro]
n*ggas know me n*gga
n*gga know I been thuggin', all that
n*ggas know what time it is n*gga
n*ggas see me out that 650 slidin', Evel Knievel
Slappin' on sh*t n*gga
See me at the dash key, n*ggas know what time it is n*gga
Don't get me n*gga, n*gga, yeah
Drakeo got that draco, yeah
Yeah alright, you know this sh*t regular
Stop playin' n*gga
You know this number two
n*gga you know you get uchie baba
Uchie, mister big banc uchie face
Yeah all that n*gga
Mister mister mister mister, yeah
That's me, mister big bank budda
Mister big banc uchie face
Mister pops on my knots n*gga
Haha, sh*t, Evel Knievel
It's mister Evel Knievel
Yeah this sh*t regular
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