FaZe Kaysan - Plenty (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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FaZe Kaysan - Plenty (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
All my opps Brad Pitts
Fuck out of here
All these, all these niggas
do how a gangster do
Them niggas ain't gangster
Plenty guns, we got plenty clips
We got plenty guns, we
got plenty clips
We got plenty guns, plenty clips,
plenty guns, plenty clips
Plenty guns, plenty clips,
plenty guns, plenty clips
Since them niggas act, pull
up with clips and shoot
a movie (Shoot a movie)
Depend on how good we do, this
shit might make the TV too
(Shit might make the news)
Dependin' how good we do, might come
out for a part two (Spin again)
Pull up with cannons, bro-bro,
you direct and I'm gon' shoot
(Grrah, grahh, grahh)
Red alert, dead alert,
what my brother see?
A nigga just got put to bed
alert (He got put asleep)
This a super charge, love to
make it jerk (Vroom, vroom)
This a wicked ho, my song come on,
she twerk (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Feel like Drizzy mama thirty years
ago, the way I carry Drac'
Lil' bruh knock on the door and run,
the knob twist, I let it shake
My nigga tried to jump the fence,
I heard he died on the gate
They say one nigga shot
and missed 'em all
Hello? Bet, I just heard
he got shot in his face
Headshot, ain't no leg
shots, bitch nigga
Forty blast, we gon' take his
ass off the list, nigga
Breakin' glass, got him' takin'
ass when we blitz niggas
Think lil' bro done whipped a baby ass,
keep that switch with 'em (Brrt)
Ayy, jump out, we don't play (Bah)
Split up, went both ways
Shut up, we don't stay
(Shut the fuck up)
Nothin', he in the way
Get hit up, can't even get
up, he hit in the face
And niggas that's livin',
we can't even trace
They skipped the state,
for real (They did)
Range SVR, Trackhawk straight
and we willin' to race (Willin'
to race), for real
Fuck the jakes, we gon' go on a chase
Keep the foot on gas, like it
ain't no brakes (Skrrt)
We ain't giving no pass, give
the chance to take it
We just gon' take it, shoutout your
bro, heard he ain't gon' make it
Heard niggas hatin' how I gangbang,
well, they just gon' hate it
Plenty guns, plenty clips, plenty
guns, plenty clips (Yeah, yeah)
Plenty guns, plenty clips (Big blrrd),
plenty guns, plenty clips (Brr)
Plenty guns, plenty clips,
plenty guns, plenty clips
(Ayy, ayy, let's go)
Brr, ayy, ayy, I don't
fuck with niggas
Plenty Glocks up in this bitch,
pop out with plenty killers
I swear, we never stop to spin,
I got relentless killers
Got KD with me, my lil' nigga
known to finish niggas
Bitch, I got plenty pistols, my
AR came with a sniper scope
Lil' freaky bitch ain't got no license,
eat dick while we drive the boat
We spin they block, four people
shot, now look, don't
play with me no more
Ayy, I'm a doggy with this Glock, but
with this Draco, I'm the G.O.A.T
Big blrrd, I get shit out of here
Reach for my chain while at the show,
get your shit splat in here
I'ma leave this bitch just how I
came, I leave you flat in here
Don't drive suburbans to my show, ayy,
throw that 'Cat in gear (Blrrd)
Plenty guns, plenty clips (Plenty),
forty-ones, no thirty-six (Uh-uh)
Face mob, GTA (Face mob)
Foreign cars at the Clearport
beach (Yeah)
Really I'm laughin' (Laughin')
'Cause niggas be lackin',
laggin' (Lack)
Far behind, I passed it
My shorties be demons,
lookin' for action
Ask 'em, but say the wrong
things, they blastin'
Take off like NASA, we got
a problem, Houston
My youngin' with me, got
a quick draw like Curry
I know he get tired of
shootin' (Creep down)
All that actin', you a created
player when you inside the
booth (All that actin')
Wood on the Drac', it look like
a baseball bat, my niggas slidin'
through (Wood grain)
My neck lit, did the same thing
for bitch, wrist full
of diamonds too (Nigga)
Millions of racks, this the same
thing when I sip, I'm tryna
find the juice (Nigga)
M63, two-door, blue and this MAC,
they can't find the roof (Boy)
Count my money, goddamn, you
a bad bitch and she fine as
shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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