Kurse

Kill em and clip it Cover my six bitch Paint the streets rainbow Dark red color mixing He got a smith But still pussy like Jerry I got a Wesson Move like Scary terry Berries on Berries Mega my bands Mario pockets And sonic my hand We laugh at the haters Man with a plan Do that bitch dirty Like my name was Dan I suck at flirting I'm good with my hands Or I'm good at fucking And fucking her friends Then ghosting them bitches I duck em again Need some fresh air Dressed in Monclair Don't know where I stay I got a villain liar She keep on talking ImDontai Don't caare That a bitch a Majin she pink With no hair Smoking O'hare Leaves from the Lorax It's green like a pear Slide me a pair Hoe don't you dare You know I talk Without giving A care You know I walk And the bitches Gon stare Dynasty drop And the whole city There I make the rules Like a muhfucking Mayor Big as a bear Steppin K drippin My fit on Ric Flare Sexting And texting Your bitch Gon be there Kut off your pinky What were you thinking Breast in my mouth I'm like bon ape-titty Suck her like binky She finna eat mee Karma Kurse niggas John Cena can't see mee Shit is too easy I call it a free bee Ed, Edd N, Eddy My flow is too JIDY Light up a ciggy King of the dead Sever your head We yelling Wassup bro Like we X and Craig Maybe X and Ski Jay and Freddy Like take a step back Unbothered by that Set fire to beats Boy I'm lighting up crack 21 shots off the Glock in my lap U got Pretty Rickyed Dumb holes in ya back Grab body bags Shut up I'm talking F*ck out my way stupid hoe Karma walking 3 of my niggas gon walk how They talk it Rest of my Niggas got lawn in They pocket K NLE I'm like lil nigga stop it Don't argue for too long let's fix It or drop it Ran out of product need more So I'm copping Don't f*ck with no cops man Dick is longer than some fucking long John's man 150 got damn mills in my left hand Kurse em again Kurse em again Grind time Clock in Talk shit Watch it Karma Cochise Pocket Rocket New song K step Fire dropping I'm on fire Blaze like Johnny Sins and Drugs Up in her tummy Ku klux Karma Lynching every beat like Murdering tracks like Stomp out Clock out Lungs gon Drop now New car Top down Dynasty Rock crown Rap crown Back down Run run Dynasty on Dokkaebi She call and then I hang up Kowboy nigga karma Kill a n*gger then I hang 'em Dumb dumb Dumb run Take my craft real serious Lil boy This not no Dumb fun Metal on me baby Dynasty the Mii Guuuna Swerve the modded Honda Chris counting the commas My other homie taken but my bro could f*ck yo mama