**** My Cousin, Pt. II (feat. Lil Durk) (Explicit)-Lil Zay Osama/Lil Durk

歌手 : Lil Zay Osama / Lil Durk

专辑 : **** My Cousin, Pt. II (feat. Lil Durk) [Explicit]

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:14

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TXT **** My Cousin, Pt. II (feat. Lil Durk) (Explicit)-Lil Zay Osama/Lil Durk 文本歌词

**** My Cousin, Pt. II (feat. Lil Durk) (Explicit) - Lil Zay Osama/Lil Durk

Lyrics by：Isaiah G Dukes/Marcus Spruiell/Samy Tiger Kartas/Travis Marsh

Ayy

Gang s**t only

N***a

You know what the f**k goin' on

Man

Fatman

You did this

1600 gang

N***a

You know how the f**k we rockin'

N***a

Ayy

Get caught hangin' with the opps and you gon' get your a*s smoked

Glock

Get caught likin' the opps' post

We put you in that same boat

I can get your cousin to backdoor you

Backdoor you

F**k you think this fame for

Glock

We the type to pop out on you in a wig and raincoat

I'm with all them killers thuggin'

Hit the city

I'm in a hot car

I'm with all my n***as buggin'

Auntie call my phone through Facebook

Tell me squash it with my cousin

This s**t so deep right now

I catch him

I kill his a*s in public

N***a

That's on my brother

I don't like them n***as

They don't like my n***as

Ayy

And I'm too rich to be fightin' them n***as

Yeah

He was talkin' s**t

Caught him on the 9

Here go your diaper

N***a

Here go your diaper

N***a

You ain't into it with gang for real

You don't own your own pipe

Lil' n***a

Broke-a*s n***a

With your broke a*s

N***a

F**k wrong with you

We ain't tolerate no fake opps

Ain't no fake opps

They can't post up in they hood

They call somebody else hit they block

Grrr

Free Lonnell

He six three-hundred

Only one I love from 8-Block

Bam got hit in the head

So we still count that as a face shot

Ayy

What

If n***as ain't die

They on the s**t bag

For J-Money

It's a go

You a fake opp with your brick a*s

GDK

And I f**ked your baby mama while you was in jail

Her thick a*s

Regular Glock on me in case I run up out that switch kind

Grrr

Glock

We get litty in the city

City

What

They had to buy them switches from foenem

In case they wanted 'em on them glizzys

City

What

We don't say No cap for foenem

Me and lil' bro 'nem say No kizzy

City

What

All the opps know how we ride

N***a

We gon' spin till we get dizzy

N***a

We ain't doin' no diss

Get caught hangin' with the opps and you gon' get your a*s smoked

Glock

Get caught likin' the opps' post

We put you in that same boat

I can get your cousin to backdoor you

Backdoor you

F**k you think this fame for

Glock

We the type to pop out on you in a wig and raincoat

I'm with all them killers thuggin'

Hit the city

I'm in a hot car

I'm with all my n***as buggin'

Auntie call my phone through Facebook

Tell me squash it with my cousin

This s**t so deep right now

I catch him

I kill his a*s in public

N***a

Smurk

F**k my cousin

He with that opp s**t

That's on my brother

Man

What

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Doja

Central Cee

F**k my cousin

I told 'em he gotta go and get shot

He slide through

Come here

The night my brother died

If you was there

Just know you dyin' too

Gang

Ask the opps from over West

Next day

They a*s was down two

Down

Man down

Hellfire on the back of that Glock

Sound like a switch

It soundproof

Grrah

And I agreed to keep your son name out my mouth and I ain't lied

Let's get it

But them n***as he call his cousins 'round that b***h

They a*s dyin'

All the guns and chains and cars took out the city

Ain't none mine

I took s**t on the chin three different times

So stop all that cryin'

P***y-a*s n***a

We put belt to a*s

We spankin' s**t

Come here

Y'all still actin' like y'all up

Come here

Sleazy vibes

What's-his-name got hit in his s**t

He called for help

He ain't do it but still said

F**k 'em

so he did that to himself

B***h-a*s n***a

Block too hot

We can't post up

We get to hangin' down on Wells

In the 'Raq

Ask the streets

I'm bigger than Yeezy

I'm the G O A T

Bigger than Yeezy

Ain't no G's

We catch 'em

Squeeze before the keys get in the door

'Fore the keys get in the door

Smiley with me

He spinnin' three times even though my boy a 4

Spin

Opps died

We don't brag no more

We get to yellin'

Man

What

Get caught hangin' with the opps and you gon' get your a*s smoked

Glock

Get caught likin' the opps' post

We put you in that same boat

I can get your cousin to backdoor you

Backdoor you

F**k you think this fame for

Glock

We the type to pop out on you in a wig and raincoat

I'm with all them killers thuggin'

Hit the city

I'm in a hot car

I'm with all my n***as buggin'

Auntie call my phone through Facebook

Tell me squash it with my cousin

This s**t so deep right now

I catch him

I kill his a*s in public

N***a

That's on my brother

Hold on