Krazyy - SRTS (feat. k2noah)

(drrr grrr grrr)
(Gang gang)

Damn look
Your bro got trapped now we upped the score thats 6-24
I swear to god we got plenty more we knocking at yo door
We got guns ARP's bro them switches what we tote
Keep up laughing get shot in ur shit ur momma know you a hoe
Naw this the typa song is when ur hear it you get to shooting (FBM Bitch)
Dont come up on us playing tuff 'cuz we gon lose it
I know my brothers got me we aint by blood but we cooling
Pop out ina SR drrr drrr get to shooting
You say you got that motion i cannot see shit i must be stupid
I ran up me a fifty ball i spend it with my dooties
All my brothers toting cutters cracker who gon shoot for you?
ima a family guy like quagmire ur hoe stay in my sheets (skrtt skrrt)
What you slidnin in?
In a SRT (vroom) (skrtt skrrt)
Police get behind me aint no catching me
Yelling snitch K keep on talking we gon blick you down
Put a red beam on ur head I ain talking pakistan

Ha ha ha ha ha
Get Back

Call me the CEO im a prezzy boy when i step out of town
Hoes we coming in pairs and pairs aint much talking beat them down
We them boys that smoked ur brother made him swallow a 100 rounds
We them boys that smoked ur brother made him swallow a 100 rounds
We them boys that smoked ur brother made him swallow a 100 rounds get back gang (Ayy drr ayy ay ayy ayy yeah )

I was just in the raq and i linked up with foenem as usual you know how it get, ay
I put baguettes in all of my chains so they swinging n blinging im up in this bitch
I put the baddest of bitches on hold 'cuz i cannot be fucking with bitches that switch
I got team that gon run that bitch over they ready to leave that dead ass inna ditch (Damn)
You know how it really gon get
I got some killers they ready to spin on yo block 'n they killin whoever u with gang gang

Im waiting for someone to push up on me
A bitch want some smoke i get up and lets see
The bitch wanna fight he aint ready for me (hahahaha)
I stand me right up and punched me that boy in his teeth

First time shooting with my eyes close i know he dead i heared him hallow
.762 big as hell knocked the meat out of ur taco
This draco got a kick back fuck the other side yelling get back (get back!)
Duce Duce got dropped hell yeah we smoking properly
One up in his head hole in one like its some golf
Mane im tryna get that stick ain going out no more
I put my all into this shit so naw I ain gon fold
People steady ride my dick on my momma they be trolls
Fuck my old bitch that hoe steady mad that i fucked your friend
This bout the gang hoe fuck it ion need a friend
Thug it out the projects with my boy yeah we be loading k's
I got diamonds on my neck like waterrr bitch we from the lake
Scatpack we skrt away opp boy in my blunt today (ey ey)
No hoe u cannot complain
FBM thats gang way lil bitch

Written by @originalekk

Written by:
Ruben Thøgersen

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