$kILLERevo - 45 IN MY MOUTH

I'm fucken with the triple 9 cuz they'll never flip and I got homies all round me carrying a Fucken zip with 223's and loaded sticks yea we gon press you like a zit while counting All this fucken profit cuz you know I'm gettin' rich

Cruzin through the 6 w my homies by my side
He Ben talking shit now he gon taste my fkn 9
Skilla don't listen to piggies can't fall in line
Got in trouble for saying takapuna uncultured swine
They Ben bumping skilla religiously build a shrine
Like a 40 yearold mother at 6 I need some wine
Up at 5 every morning sick so watch me grind
Ina whip with a couple of turbos watch the shine

I got bandos in my pocket yea but I'm still missing you I hide the pain by flipping bricks And making profit with my crew might put the 45 to face and turn my brains to goo cuz Nothing gonna stop big skilla from feelin blue

Written by:
big skiller, Prod Gosha

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