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Shredda Da Kid - Flock Of Crows Lyrics



Shredda Da Kid - Flock Of Crows Lyrics
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South east steppin know i dwell up in the sippi hoe
Mobbin in the haven but you bitches never see me tho
Fluent with this shit i get my flow from out the river hoe
Never frontin bitch I keep a punk up on his tippy toes
Unleash the f*ckin fire from out my clip you know i keep it closed
Devilishtic hoes i like em evil but you knew that tho
I keep a f*ckin pack of razor blades up in my hoodie hoe
See me with a flock a dozen crows cause it's a murder hoe
Keep a shoelace on my waist i waste yo body leave without a trace
Im steady runnin laps around you pussies think that it's a race
Don't got a face i keep it masked up with a dickies ski
Know from where im from so don't you ever try to f*ck with me
Cops pull me over for some shit they gonna meet my clip
Shredda always known to turn a pig into some bacon bits
All about my hog i'll put the shoe on if it f*ckin fits
I fry em in my pan i eat em up like jeffery dahmer bitch
Bloody guts in my kitchen it's yo son that you was missin
Cut his head off for a souvenir it's my latest addition
An addiction to this shit i keep it thick just like some blood
Never keep my hands clean it's like i washed em with some mud
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South east steppin know i dwell up in the sippi hoe
Mobbin in the haven but you bitches never see me tho
Fluent with this shit i get my flow from out the river hoe
Never frontin bitch I keep a punk up on his tippy toes
Unleash the f*ckin fire from out my clip you know i keep it closed
Devilishtic hoes i like em evil but you knew that tho
I keep a f*ckin pack of razor blades up in my hoodie hoe
See me with a flock a dozen crows cause it's a murder hoe
Keep a shoelace on my waist i waste yo body leave without a trace
Im steady runnin laps around you pussies think that it's a race
Don't got a face i keep it masked up with a dickies ski
Know from where im from so don't you ever try to f*ck with me
Cops pull me over for some shit they gonna meet my clip
Shredda always known to turn a pig into some bacon bits
All about my hog i'll put the shoe on if it f*ckin fits
I fry em in my pan i eat em up like jeffery dahmer bitch
Bloody guts in my kitchen it's yo son that you was missin
Cut his head off for a souvenir it's my latest addition
An addiction to this shit i keep it thick just like some blood
Never keep my hands clean it's like i washed em with some mud
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Writer: Layton Campbell
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Performed By: Shredda Da Kid
Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: Layton Campbell
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