Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Warning , by - K Koke. Song from the album The Hits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 03.02.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: USG Entertainment
Song language: English
Warning |
| Kokes here fam what you can’t hear man |
| No fear gang you pricks don’t scare man |
| Got your bitch near man chill with me and fear that |
| Tear tracks like I’m running in my Air max |
| Big straps big like the Bridge flats |
| Tick tack hit me I hit back |
| Kick back watch how I did that |
| Click clack on your clique cah ya cliques wack |
| This man watch a loada shit hit fans |
| You can’t miss man VIP wrist band |
| You don’t blow straps you blow air like a big fan |
| Don’t hold back I go there I’m a big man |
| You’re a victim left there when the stick bang |
| Listen I can have your man missing |
| Wishing he never got caught slipping |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Where are all these straps that I heard about |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Where are all these straps that I heard about |
| You can’t get me caught up |
| Don’t know what you thought bruv |
| I get pure love pure koke the raw stuff |
| War us and get blown by a sawn off |
| Tortured cause I’m cold like a orphan |
| Kick a gyal belly like have an abortion |
| No telling liar liar stop talking |
| Liar liar on fire he’s scorching |
| Don try a Ryder you’ll be lying in the morgue king |
| Four fifth lift his wig like foreskin |
| For walkin in the ends like he’s touring |
| Bore him tryna walk before he’s crawling |
| Big man ting lemme school |
| How about lift mans wig in the morning |
| Catch him while he’s yawning |
| Front door him on a raw ting |
| Done with the hype ting I’m sending out a warning |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Where are all these straps that I heard about |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Where are all these straps that I heard about |
| Fix up low the mix up get you’re shit tucked |
| Your bitch sucks her tits on my dick bruv |
| While your out raving she jumpin on some big nuts |
| I’m in saving tryna get my dick rubbed |
| My big dawg got a big dawg it spits hard |
| It lifts cars if you diss ours it barks |
| Big large big cars hood stars |
| You’re a big fraud you’re the type to go and get sarge |
| Act hard I’m the type to go and get large |
| Clap stars let him hype in the grave yard |
| I’m back bro like I was the saviour |
| I clap mine gone I’ll see you later |
| I back my talk high 5 hater |
| The guns tall like a big sky scraper |
| No safety one in the chamber |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Where are all these straps that I heard about |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Warning bring your burners out |
| Warning |
| Where are all these straps that I heard about |
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