Ayy, KILLSUICIDE up on this track lil nigga Ayy, okay, okay, it begins now
Ayy, okay, ho, ho, go, you go I get the racks in my bank account
Whoa, whoa, slow your roll Bitch, you be trippin' on some acid tho
AK-47, bitch, get your ass up in the leg You can't walk it, f*ck your bitch
Today, she suckin' my cock and I nut on her face
Takin' the blade in the chest like a man quit Stalkin' the hoes like a number one fan
Hit a f*ckin' lick, f*ckin' on this bitch Nigga full of shit, rest in f*ckin' piss
Stick him up on his rotten corpse
Nikki got the dick up right in the shorts
F*ckin' your mother, she got a divorce Murdered the rapist, she got no remorse
He got caught with two banana clips That nigga beggin' for some paper clips
Smirkin' at his bitch, right now she's suckin' my dick in the club
I got access to them hoes, Steve be beggin' for them shows
Ladies, pop that ass from the pole I'm about to throw some more
We hittin' streets, tonight's a ball F*ckin' in the back car
F*ck on my bitch pussy bitch, boy, you ain't golden You think you got money, you broke, now
Race in the car, in the derby, the bitch on them perkies
Lil nigga on penalties, nigga got death row
Kiki be packin' on pesos Slidin' the bitch with my TKO
Nigga be talkin', he right on a shirt Stackin' the racks in my handy bag
Dissing the gang we be smokin' your pack F*ckin' the bitch, she got handicapped
Ridin' the car and we swerving' the coupe Ridin' the lyrics, they go in the boot
Beefin' with niggas, they jumpin' the dude
Ho, ho, ho, you go I got the racks in my bank account
Ho Ho slow your roll Bitch, you be trippin', some acid though
AK-47, shoot your ass up in the leg, you can't walk it
F*ck yo' bitch today, she suckin' my cock and I nut on her face
T.COLZZ - IT BEGINS NOW Lyrics
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Ayy, KILLSUICIDE up on this track lil nigga Ayy, okay, okay, it begins now
Ayy, okay, ho, ho, go, you go I get the racks in my bank account
Whoa, whoa, slow your roll Bitch, you be trippin' on some acid tho
AK-47, bitch, get your ass up in the leg You can't walk it, f*ck your bitch
Today, she suckin' my cock and I nut on her face
Takin' the blade in the chest like a man quit Stalkin' the hoes like a number one fan
Hit a f*ckin' lick, f*ckin' on this bitch Nigga full of shit, rest in f*ckin' piss
Stick him up on his rotten corpse
Nikki got the dick up right in the shorts
F*ckin' your mother, she got a divorce Murdered the rapist, she got no remorse
He got caught with two banana clips That nigga beggin' for some paper clips
Smirkin' at his bitch, right now she's suckin' my dick in the club
I got access to them hoes, Steve be beggin' for them shows
Ladies, pop that ass from the pole I'm about to throw some more
We hittin' streets, tonight's a ball F*ckin' in the back car
F*ck on my bitch pussy bitch, boy, you ain't golden You think you got money, you broke, now
Race in the car, in the derby, the bitch on them perkies
Lil nigga on penalties, nigga got death row
Kiki be packin' on pesos Slidin' the bitch with my TKO
Nigga be talkin', he right on a shirt Stackin' the racks in my handy bag
Dissing the gang we be smokin' your pack F*ckin' the bitch, she got handicapped
Ridin' the car and we swerving' the coupe Ridin' the lyrics, they go in the boot
Beefin' with niggas, they jumpin' the dude
Ho, ho, ho, you go I got the racks in my bank account
Ho Ho slow your roll Bitch, you be trippin', some acid though
AK-47, shoot your ass up in the leg, you can't walk it
F*ck yo' bitch today, she suckin' my cock and I nut on her face
Ayy, okay, ho, ho, go, you go I get the racks in my bank account
Whoa, whoa, slow your roll Bitch, you be trippin' on some acid tho
AK-47, bitch, get your ass up in the leg You can't walk it, f*ck your bitch
Today, she suckin' my cock and I nut on her face
Takin' the blade in the chest like a man quit Stalkin' the hoes like a number one fan
Hit a f*ckin' lick, f*ckin' on this bitch Nigga full of shit, rest in f*ckin' piss
Stick him up on his rotten corpse
Nikki got the dick up right in the shorts
F*ckin' your mother, she got a divorce Murdered the rapist, she got no remorse
He got caught with two banana clips That nigga beggin' for some paper clips
Smirkin' at his bitch, right now she's suckin' my dick in the club
I got access to them hoes, Steve be beggin' for them shows
Ladies, pop that ass from the pole I'm about to throw some more
We hittin' streets, tonight's a ball F*ckin' in the back car
F*ck on my bitch pussy bitch, boy, you ain't golden You think you got money, you broke, now
Race in the car, in the derby, the bitch on them perkies
Lil nigga on penalties, nigga got death row
Kiki be packin' on pesos Slidin' the bitch with my TKO
Nigga be talkin', he right on a shirt Stackin' the racks in my handy bag
Dissing the gang we be smokin' your pack F*ckin' the bitch, she got handicapped
Ridin' the car and we swerving' the coupe Ridin' the lyrics, they go in the boot
Beefin' with niggas, they jumpin' the dude
Ho, ho, ho, you go I got the racks in my bank account
Ho Ho slow your roll Bitch, you be trippin', some acid though
AK-47, shoot your ass up in the leg, you can't walk it
F*ck yo' bitch today, she suckin' my cock and I nut on her face
Writer: Teashean Coles
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