Sensei on the beat, he say chop it up
So I'ma hit it with karate, kick it like I'm Chong
You know my name ranging bells, somethin' like a gong
I was out here raising hell, somethin' like the Sun
We beefin' and I [?], jit you somethin' like my son
My niggas, they won't switch it up, I swear they my day ones
Even if I make it, jit I'm still wearin' 1s
I'm a champion in the end, so if I lose then I won
Gotta make it for my niggas, get 'em out or get 'em gunned
Everybody can't come, cause y'all wasn't with me on the run
Duckin' blue and red, but bitch we hitting dusk to dawn
I'm snappin' on the beat, but I'm just rappin' havin' fun
They say jit, get your business right, cause I swear you the one
Not number 2, cause jit you can't compare to none
All my niggas strapped, you know they love loaded guns
Rickie Fowler with that stick, a hole in one
Get your business right, cause I swear you the one
Not number 2, cause jit you can't compare to none
My niggas strapped, you know they love loaded guns
Rickie Fowler with that stick, a hole in one
I had to do it, now I'm ballin', above the rim
They say I'm fluent, [?] we open ears
Like his barber had to rearrange his tempt
Face shots, this ain't no 3D these bitches real
No foreal, we in the streets like no foreal
He double K, cause I swear all he know is kill
Say fuck them cleats, I'm in the field with my steel
K clip like a banana, bitch get peeled
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Double K that's how I live
Double K this shit foreal
Double K cause I'm gone kill
Double K, murder murder, kill kill
Murder murder, kill kill
And I be totin', slangin' steel
Murder murder, kill kill
And I be runnin' with the steel
All I know is kill kill
[Verse] Sensei on the beat, he say chop it up So I'ma hit it with karate, kick it like I'm Chong You know my name ranging bells, somethin' like a gong I was out here raising hell, somethin' like the Sun We beefin' and I [?], jit you somethin' like my son My niggas, they won't switch it up, I swear they my day ones Even if I make it, jit I'm still wearin' 1s I'm a champion in the end, so if I lose then I won Gotta make it for my niggas, get 'em out or get 'em gunned Everybody can't come, cause y'all wasn't with me on the run Duckin' blue and red, but bitch we hitting dusk to dawn I'm snappin' on the beat, but I'm just rappin' havin' fun They say jit, get your business right, cause I swear you the one Not number 2, cause jit you can't compare to none All my niggas strapped, you know they love loaded guns Rickie Fowler with that stick, a hole in one Get your business right, cause I swear you the one Not number 2, cause jit you can't compare to none My niggas strapped, you know they love loaded guns Rickie Fowler with that stick, a hole in one I had to do it, now I'm ballin', above the rim They say I'm fluent, [?] we open ears Like his barber had to rearrange his tempt Face shots, this ain't no 3D these bitches real No foreal, we in the streets like no foreal He double K, cause I swear all he know is kill Say fuck them cleats, I'm in the field with my steel K clip like a banana, bitch get peeled [Outro] Double K that's how I live Double K this shit foreal Double K cause I'm gone kill Double K, murder murder, kill kill Murder murder, kill kill And I be totin', slangin' steel Murder murder, kill kill And I be runnin' with the steel All I know is kill kill Explain Request ×
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