ZAY2000, FarrellB - K Lyrics

Yuh, I'm finna slide with a capital K
We finna run you down
I'm a real shooter got blood on my face
We kill your mans he gone
We send that nigga to the fucking lord
I got ah shooter he gone up the score
I'm with the gang I'm throwing up the 4 yuh
I'm on these pill Euphoria
You want a feat? never heard of ya!
I got a glocky' FN and that bitch finna shoot
Yea my nigga, we burning you
I just be serving the pack for sure
My nigga's came from the trap for sure
Fuck nigga come in last for sure
Roll you up, you get packed lil bro
Boy you irrelevant no we ain't heard of you
Yea haha
I got my shooters you know they gone run it up
Yea haha
Can't fuck with dat bitch cuz' she do the most
Choppa gone bake a nigga like some toast
I hit that hoe from the back she hit notes
I'm ballin hard
Kobe
Goat
She cannot hit my phone so she send letters
Oh haha
New Rick's all on my feet and they leather
Oh haha
My pocket's heavy, yo shit weigh a feather
Oh haha
Fucking on a white hoe I think her name heather!
Yea, oh haha
Yuh, I'm finna slide with a capital K
We finna run you down
I'm a real shooter got blood on my face
We kill your mans he gone
We send that nigga to the fucking lord
I got ah shooter he gone up the score
I'm with the gang I'm throwing up the 4 yuh
I'm on these pill Euphoria
You want a feat? never heard of ya!
I got a glocky' FN and that bitch finna shoot
Yea my nigga, we burning you
I just be serving the pack for sure
My nigga's came from the trap for sure
Fuck nigga come in last for sure
Roll you up, you get packed lil bro
Yea!

Yuh, I'm finna slide with a capital K
We finna run you down
I'm a real shooter got blood on my face
We kill your mans he gone
We send that nigga to the fucking lord
I got ah shooter he gone up the score
I'm with the gang I'm throwing up the 4 yuh
I'm on these pill Euphoria
You want a feat? never heard of ya!
I got a glocky' FN and that bitch finna shoot
Yea my nigga, we burning you
I just be serving the pack for sure
My nigga's came from the trap for sure
Fuck nigga come in last for sure
Roll you up, you get packed lil bro
Boy you irrelevant no we ain't heard of you
Yea haha
I got my shooters you know they gone run it up
Yea haha
Can't fuck with dat bitch cuz' she do the most
Choppa gone bake a nigga like some toast
I hit that hoe from the back she hit notes
I'm ballin hard
Kobe
Goat
She cannot hit my phone so she send letters
Oh haha
New Rick's all on my feet and they leather
Oh haha
My pocket's heavy, yo shit weigh a feather
Oh haha
Fucking on a white hoe I think her name heather!
Yea, oh haha
Yuh, I'm finna slide with a capital K
We finna run you down
I'm a real shooter got blood on my face
We kill your mans he gone
We send that nigga to the fucking lord
I got ah shooter he gone up the score
I'm with the gang I'm throwing up the 4 yuh
I'm on these pill Euphoria
You want a feat? never heard of ya!
I got a glocky' FN and that bitch finna shoot
Yea my nigga, we burning you
I just be serving the pack for sure
My nigga's came from the trap for sure
Fuck nigga come in last for sure
Roll you up, you get packed lil bro
Yea!