(Angel ate this hoe) (Bitch) [Verse 1: Kazzy Chase] Yo I be like damn, hmmm, wait Niggas still asleep? Ok Ima keep on shellin’ every day Ima keep on shaking them awake Aw shit, that’s bait Niggas talkin’ foggy they don’t do it to my face (No no) See me at the light press a button it’s a race Ima win, I see niggas trynna sound like Kazzy Chase It’s straight nigga ima switch it up on every take (Damn!) You couldn’t fill the shoes on my feet I just cruise on the beat Nigga go on put em on, lose pace Boy, the addy first place I win nigga every time Check the record, nigga hella died Clash with kazzy that’s a mazza noodle splatter Swear your death gonna be televised I ain't ever lie bodies under every line [Verse 2: Kenny Relax] Wait stop I'm on my way to the top (I'm on my way to the) On my night stand there’s a Glock, pineapple Fanta, and Wok Me and all the dawgs on the way in Big homie said shoot I'm like “say when” Still don't got time for the pagans And still do road on the same ten Now the crib 10 minutes from the gate No code, big screen if I recognize your face it’s a go All gold from my head to the floor I’m froze I chose chasing money and my goals over hoes Lord knows how it goes when I'm focused on the flows Touch road with the bros me and Ghost in a ghost Get fried, get roast be quiet it's a toast why you always do the most [Verse 3: Kazzy Chase] Bitch Lil Wifi, this time around like Tom how I cruise through the beat with My eyes wide. Shut ya mouth nigga this is my time Last year put a couple rappers on they decline Had some me time, but I'm back now Couple free rounds, watch 'em back down Double-D MG nigga I'm holding that down Still got a body in the basement stacked on the body in the freezer No free features. Man still reachin' I wanna wack this nigga they don't need 'em I wanna slump these niggas give me a reason Catch every shot deleted the boy pree it I see it I beat ya girl she said no cap you’re a pussy just be it (bitch) Damn, took the logo to my jeweler and told him to deep freeze it Damn, take it back every week and tell that nigga to deep clean it Red on the ground my nigga we don't leave it Kill niggas, in and out you won’t see us Big money nigga my pockets ain't gon' feed us I don't know why niggas be talking and don't mean it (Damn!) Wait wait No codine and they leanin We been killing rappers I'm fiending Seen them out in public then bleed them We went clashes every time Bring them steaming Throw that nigga in the deep end I just wanna see him leaking
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