KunasAce - Leave Out What I Couldn't Lyrics

Huh, huh, exactly bitch
That's a flash step, you can't attack me, bitch
It's a tactical vest, I'm a tacky, nigga
Oh, don't talk to me cause we actually spinnin

Oh, don't get close to that avenue nigga
Way too rich she love how I'm living
I bring two clips, survival mission
Why do you bitch? Oh, I don't get it

And why is they dead? Oh, I was pissed
Shots at heads oh, I don't miss
I'm not there oh, I don't listen
I bring terror that I don't mention

The future Pharaoh was not your friend
Huh, he gave me a set of instructions
Don't make me push that button
Oh, please don't talk about the shit I done

Oh, please leave out the shit I couldn't
Oh, please speed off, I'm done with you
Oh, we got lost in the ocean, love
Ain't no enemies approachin' us

I make sure that, the potion comin'
Oh, I wanna see the sunset
And she wanna speed off from it
We turning the heat up, honey

Oh, no one can read us, honey
We got mysterious cutters
The avenue Misery, uh, huh
Oh, we got mysterious guns, huh

And none of them missed you huh
Huh, huh, you bitch, you punk, huh
And nobody missed you, bruh
I let the A.R kiss you lust

Oh, this not fair, won't pick you up
Oh, they called somebody to get you up
Oh, D.O.A. it's instant, buddy
I keep getting paid, it's instant money

Two -Two three that's a instant gun
Huh, huh, that's different, cuz, huh
They couldn't fix you up
Fa, Fa, the mission done

But for you all the lights went off
I just made 2,000
This for all the nights spent nauseous
He wanted to fight, left crawling

Then that's two more shots, huh
This execution cause
I execute your boss, huh
You just a putrid, possum, huh

I don't even like to talk, huh
I like to evil gossip
For all the people that like to talk, huh
All the lights went off

All the life went off, uh huh
It's a storm outside
That mean I took off
That mean I pull up frosty

That mean I pull up frosted
The stage I'm stepping across it
I'm getting paid the money not stopping
Uh, uh huh

We not the same, I'm way to awesome
You too late, you thot
My bitch way too bossy
Nigga, I hate you, Chauncey

My bitch way too raunchy
My bitch keep on calling
Why would I talk to the cops
Huh, huh, I laced your vodka, heh

Oh, that's good night, sergeant
Oh, I guess I'm Assassin
Oh, I guess I'm not mad, huh
I guess you got blasted

I told you, get back
They wanna listen to Kuna, yeah
Oh, they wanna listen to Kuna's track
Oh, they all talkin bout who is that?

Oh, they wanna listen to Kuna's Mac 10