1kLowKey - ReBorn lyrics

Published

0 184 0

1kLowKey - ReBorn lyrics

Verse 1: Medu$avenchy Talking the pack, the xans the crack All my n***as they pull up the gat Double cup syrup have you on yo back Skinnier the pants, heavier the cognac grams of that gas straight sack Uh Hoping my pockets get fatter Cooking the dope like chowder I'm taking yo b**h With the wrist cost me a quarter brick Uh yuh Rolling the blunt n***as in the back Smoking in the front Pigs in the Vic Packs in the civic Limping wit the smithy Better yet the fifty Beat that a** like Bobby did Whitney Baby bottle k**ing my kidneys Hook 1: Medu$avenchy Went on that b**h like son of Sam Popped a xan we reborn again f** fake n***as We reborn again f** fake hoes we reborn again Verse 2: Fletch Darko f**ing yo b**h in the back of the coup' Ride for them dollars my n***as gone shoot Call up the k**ers and call up the troops f** on that b**h and she said I'm the truth Heard these lil n***as be snitching the [?] Don't f** around with them haters and snakes Spazz on that b**h if she don't know her place Blocka blocka blocka shots to yo face Got a new b**h and she sweet as vanilla Told that lil b**h to go beat it like thriller Born in the jungle with dealers and k**ers Crazy lil n***a ill ride for this skrilla Lil n***as now I don't play bout my paper I just dropped 60 I feel like a laker Run in yo sh** come find you like takers Feel like meek milly young n***a a chaser Hook 2: Medu$avenchy Went on that b**h like son of Sam Popped a xan we reborn again f** fake n***as We reborn again f** fake hoes we reborn again f** fake hoes we reborn again Went on that b**h like son of Sam Popped a xan we reborn again f** fake n***as We reborn again f** fake hoes we reborn again Verse 3: Jaryn Satterfield Real n***a on A day to day I get p**y on daily basis Spray my white-out leave her faceless Get a fill f** the braces Pull it out ace of spades Keep it raw like the f**ing papers Keep her singing like Sade Like a bus and she riding Bouta' bust like a bubble No rubber ducky I'm in trouble Tell these hoes get on my level Keep it steady I should get a medal Phone calls and she meddling Kick her out then she peddling I get sales like a peddler but call me a merchant I got the merchandise for whatever u searching Get to kicking like an Escobar And no I'm not talkin bout' Pablo Hottest n***a in the city that's not even my goal

You need to sign in for commenting.
No comments yet.