Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Intro, artist - KO. Date of issue: 14.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |