HUSH lyrics

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[Intro]
Haha, yeah, yeah, ayy
Yo, Zilla', what's good n*gga?
(Yung Germ)

[Verse 1: DrownMili]
Big drown, big rounds, who are you, huh
I'm the boy who drowned
I can show you what it do, huh
f*ck with you, huh
I guess you'll never get the clue, huh
n*ggas talk a lot, but I need to see you do some, prove some
I told you once it's war, lil' pus*y boy don't come outside
This no Kama Sutra 'cause my piece do homicides
Shots from a weapon, now you lookin' euthanized
I put a dot on your head, get to lookin' with your eyes
I'm an introvert, I don't want your conversation
So when you see me posted, pus*y n*gga do not say sh*t (Shh)
Bang sh*t, same hands breaking brains with
Watch your mans, n*gga
Watch your gang, and who you came with
Because I'm posted with a chop
Posted with a f*cking wеapon
I might blow it at a cop
Blow it, I just need a second
b*tches jump for the c*ck, jumping for my f*cking wеapon
Now I'm busting at her top, all she needed was a blessing
[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Ah, ah, break noses
Ah, ah, shoot hoses
Ah, ah, break noses
Split the pit up, call me Moses
Ah, ah, break noses
Ah, ah, shoot hoses
Ah, ah, break noses
Split the pit up, call me Moses

[Verse 2: CutThroatCrew]
Okay, I'm p*ssed off, I'm fed up, and I'm done with this sh*t
I got a group of n*ggas watching for the day that I miss
I made like twenty-thousand bands all in a day with a flip
So if you wanna take a look, then here's a sign and a flick
Why don't you get off my di*k?
Before I get up and dig a hole so big that could bury Eiffel towers and sh*t
When I pull up, I grab the mic and start devouring sh*t
So here's a shovel, get to working, get to powering sh*t
I want a big gun
Give me a minute and we could pick some
Blick some
My pistol loaded ready to rip some
Hit some
Show me the target and we could stick some
Trick some
Buried the body and then I dipped, son
Come and test your luck, if you a gangster
Abide by the code of a mighty man
I bet you chicken, no Popeyes
We drive-by, go sky-high
Wassup? Get ready to die-die
I'm sending out straight bullets, they connect through like WiFi
[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Ah, ah, break noses
Ah, ah, shoot hoses
Ah, ah, break noses
Split the pit up, call me Moses
Ah, ah, break noses
Ah, ah, shoot hoses
Ah, ah, break noses
Split the pit up, all me Moses

[Outro: CutThroatCrew]
A hundred thousand bucks jumping out a n*gga jail phone
Free Kas
Real n*ggas back when real n*ggas only
No brakes, all gas
b*tch swerving in your home, no fakes
Just a bunch of n*ggas kicking in ya dome (Like b-bow)