Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Anonymous, artist - Hotboii. Album song Kut Da Fan On, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hitmaker Music
Song language: English
Anonymous |
Put him on a list |
A nigga talking super |
Ay put that nigga on a list |
Checkmate but we gon cross him out though |
(Grra Grra) Hot cut the fan on |
Later |
Let me tell you what I heard though |
I heard that nigga talking super put him on a list |
And I don’t even know my shooter he anonymous |
Green beam on your head he don’t wanna miss |
And if it’s beef bloodshed we can’t coexist |
Let off 1 shot just know its 30 coming after |
Leave just one Glock but we be spinning like a pasta |
We need to run him down cause these bullets a little faster |
Pussy froze up just like we caught him in Alaska |
Clorox your block cleaning when I’m spraying it |
Big Glocks for us I ain’t the one for test it |
Last nigga tried he ain’t study he wasn’t ready |
Even if you did your homework you gon fail it |
In school I was failing so I be felon |
I was hitting houses * |
Scope where your scalp is I see you got dandruff |
I don’t care where your vest at I’m jumping where your head at |
My circle like a tire, spinning like a fast wheel |
And I know wap got my back like an ad-lib |
Don’t fuck with 11 cause he be with 12 them |
He be working with the feds them |
Stupid bitch suck my dick now she wanna kiss |
He gon cuff the bot never pass he got no assists |
Creeping like a ninja turtle we got shells |
Lotta niggas screaming murder never killed |
But look |
I heard that nigga talking super put him on a list |
And I don’t even know my shooter he anonymous |
Green beam on your head he don’t wanna miss |
And if it’s beef bloodshed we can’t coexist |
Let off 1 shot just know its 30 coming after |
Leave just one Glock but we be spinning like a pasta |
We need to run him down cause these bullets a little faster |
Pussy froze up just like we caught him in Alaska |
Call him hot potato pop a potato cause the potato hot |
Remember clutching * they say I drink a lot |
Spin a nigga wig just to see what he be thinking bout |
Caught a goose he was on the loose but I can’t say a lot |
My niggas we forever we been thugging since the * |
Niggas out her playing hide and seek but never pop out |
Picasso paint a nigga like a portrait now he cropped out |
Green light mentality we never heard of stop signs |
Karate chop a nigga do him like chicken, no popeyes |
.40 with a dick all in his face he feeling cockeyed |
I beat a nigga ass he could be 6 feet or my size |
But they know I slide like 3rd base yeah I be stealing |
This .40 make a nigga paralyzed catch a feeling |
Ain’t ducking no ashes no we don’t hide so nigga kill it |
He vegan so if they screaming beef you know we grill it |
I heard that nigga talking super put him on a list |
And I don’t even know my shooter he anonymous |
Green beam on your head he don’t wanna miss |
And if it’s beef bloodshed we can’t coexist |
Let off 1 shot just know its 30 coming after |
Leave just one Glock but we be spinning like a pasta |
We need to run him down cause these bullets a little faster |
Pussy froze up just like we caught him in Alaska |