Lyrics Intro - KO

Intro

Gettin' them down if they poppin' it, all for the T, could be Z or an M
Get stretched if you’re-, mission incomplete if there ain’t a death
It’s more than rap, more time K’s there if the Niners step
I tell bro aim for the head, if you’re buying a vest, it’s a waste of bread
I’ve poured up Henny, rest up Sheggy, RIP Rash
Got a cheff, see them opps from behind, you know we gon' RIP backs
Not one time that they come to the 9 and we haven’t R-I-D back
This dings got size, get crashed in your ride, if this car can’t drive then my
guys decamp
Still tryna do it like YBS, step out, that’s a white tee red
Just a score with this Rambz got spent, you can get a free ching like my guy in
pen (Free ching, free ching)
Hit bando tryna fly them pebs, no transport, might glide on 10
Live ammo if we fire off skengs (Bow, bow)
It’s mad when you see man grown, now you tryna feel son like Ben
Already had bells, and then we got a 12 and A just bought a next 10
I ain’t playing any games with this pen or with them
Swing them shanks, you get filled with lead
How many times have we flicked it on them?
Had the situation misread
When they got the wrong guy, officer must’ve got their intel mislead
Somebody snitchin' again, they really want me with feds
They don’t wanna see us on peds, shells for the dots, green, black and red
Anytime that we step, they already know, this shit’s ments (This shit’s ments)
The streets talk, if I hear that you’re involved, tryna K man like a instru’l
Call Pidge 'Rudolph', 'cause he’ll rain there when he’s red with the big nose
(bow, bow)
Man grind, get it gone if it’s green or brown and we got white here like Sisqó
This shit’s ments in person, it ain’t just words or lingo
The raps come 'ard but they don’t understand bars like limbo
Get wrapped in cars, the tints come dark, they pull up and they wind down
windows (Ayy, wind that down)
Anytime that they got on us mad, rid for real like Isco
Ride out, do the same thing again like I ditto
We ain’t gotta step, see the 9 boys did it
Cah more time we get round about like the bill it
Bring that mash there, sound it out and just bill it
Cross that line get whacked, that’s out of bounds like it’s cricket
Shotgun nose is twinning, bend it back and then fill it
Wave that blade, do more than bend your back if man dig it