Kombat Gear lyrics

[Verse 1: BigSmokeChapo]
In my drawer already weigh - weigh up
(weighted up)
Walkin round this b*tch (this b*tch)
Tryna run it up (tryna run it up)
Clicky on my hip (my hip)
Play around then get dipped (get dippe)
I'm real deep in the ocean i get high and reminiscent (i get high)
Having that pole like i go fishing and we sellin fishin (sellin)
Having a stick when i'm on missions
I'm in combat sh*t (combat sh*t)
I'm in some combat gear (gear)
Papa madam gear (gear)
One in the head right here (right here)
Sun that clean is pure (pure)
So that clean that sh*t is pure
So that white likе new veneers
Knock'em off and makе a cheers
Wearing rickets on my rear (my rear)
And i gotta for a drink up in my cup ain't no beer (no beer)
With them truth the ttg when sh*t goes up they volunteer
With the chopper on me now we ster on him till he gen smeared
308 up in my gun i bet i'm in that boy career (career)
With that so zaza i in my lung and told my gun i have no fear
If i up that f*cking gun i bet that boy gone disappear
[Verse 2: BigSmokeChapo]
In my drawer already weigh - weigh up
(weighted up)
Walkin round this b*tch (this b*tch)
Tryna run it up (tryna run it up)
Clicky on my hip (my hip)
Play around then get dipped (get dipped)
I'm real deep in the ocean i get high and reminiscent (i get high)
Having that pole like i go fishing and we sellin fish (sellin fish)
Having a stick when i'm on missions
I'm in combat sh*t (combat sh*t)
I'm in some combat gear (gear)
Papa madam gear (gear)
One in the head right here (right here)
Sun that cleanest is pure (pure)

[Verse 1: Slimesito]
Hop out all green steak yeah
All fo my n*ggas got choppers you know i be tellin that sh*t in the trench
Ain makin plot they ain't makin no sense
Living that set so i gotta repent
I louin my shades and they matchin my tent
I slide in these n*ggas i flat like the grin
I'm tellin them feds while i'm loving the cigs
I step on that b*tch man i do it like brick
My partner went fast cause you tellin them switches
n*ggas be playin around with that hot sh*t
I told them lil n*gga n*ggas stay out the trenches
I play with them bands and you know they all fixed
I part that drop i ain't doin no wit
I'm slidin all white and it's lookin like brittany
You can't slide me cause i'm moving to tricky (slime)
[Verse 3: BigSmokeChapo]
In my drawer already weigh - weigh up
(weighted up)
Walkin round this b*tch
Tryna run it up
Clicky on my hip
Play around then get dipped (yeah)
I'm real deep in the ocean i get high and reminiscent (i get high)
Having that pole like i go fishing and we sellin fishin
Having a stick when i'm on missions
I'm in combat sh*t (combat sh*t)
I'm in some combat gear (gear)
Papa madam gear (gear)
One in the head right here (right here)
Sun that clean is pure (pure)

[Outro]
Rich Slime Global
Yeah, n*gga black live in chain gang, n*gga locked up not f*cked up, n*gga, Quick draw gang n*gga, rich slime gang n*gga, 23 mlb gang
n*gga all that southside finest n*gga rich serpent, n*gga
Hold on, hold on, hold on