Kin (producer) - 5x 4 RWD lyrics

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Kin (producer) - 5x 4 RWD lyrics

[Verse 1: Saint George] Ok, lets light another one Set ‘em up, seventh son of a seventh son Only me and mine remain when it's said and done All of you and yours remains when it said and done Get it in the gutter in the guetto then i flip it Runnin in the cut and sh** i'm hacking in the gibson Goon squad fulla banjee boys and bad b**hes Who'll eat you for a snack cuz they really savages f** your advantages, better get bandages I'm putting numbers on the board til they ban digits Damn, get it, i'm the man, get it? Jodorowsky badboy with some bad b**hes It's a mad ting, boy! Like i got on raf and helmut at the same time Me and Kin f** a b**h with the same line I could shoot your whole crew with the same nine It'd be like shooting frees from the three line [Bridge: Saint George] See my people in the back wearing all black With some bad b**hes doing off white in they rick owens On point, one time hold it down for the leather crew Raw motherf**ers with they tits or they dicks showin And it's five for the rewind It's five for the rewind And it's five for the rewind [Hook: Saint George] Yeah it's five for the rewind, five for the rewind Yeah it's five for the rewind, five for the rewind Tell the DJ he better wheel that sh** Let ya guns go off if you feel that sh** Tell the DJ he better wheel that sh** Let ya guns go off if you real as sh** [Verse 2: Saint George] One, this one dedicated to all rude boys With a coke habit and a few guns, shoot something Bet dem p**yholes ain't gonna do nothin Who bluffing, who wanna roulette who russian Huh? just let me know Just bought a brand new semi wanna let it go 1 bullet , bet he left a note No letterhead, you can bet he better off left alone I been at the crib with the phones off Looking through the blinds with a nine got a site on it Any body wanna come for me they gotta die, homie Shot five times broad day or the night homie Yeah, young insomniac Young where the backwoods and chronic at, young Where my dollars at? Young no doubt bet your b**h hollaback [Bridge: Saint George] See me too turnt up like my eyes rolled back Way past black out but i can't back out now It's boutta crack now bottles finna smash Got these hoes throwing a** whole squad boutta act out [Hook] [Outro] Yeah Hey shouts out sap boys, shouts out kin, man. Sap world forever man

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