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Armed & Dangerous

 

Armed & Dangerous

(album: Kold Face Kold Kase - 2018)


He keep flexing with that sack then I'ma take it, yeah, yeah
They be hating they don't wanna see me make it, yeah, uh
But ain't no stopping me, nigga gon' have to hate me, ayy, yeah
They biting on my flows, I had to change it
Went to jail and I got out armed and dangerous, yeah
Road to riches, I'm a rapper, not no singer, uh, yeah
But the only time I rap is when I'm thinking, yeah, ayy
'Cause it seem like I have to make the picture painted, uh, yeah
He keep flexing with that sack then I'ma take it, yeah
They be hating they don't wanna see me make it, yeah
But ain't no stopping me, nigga gon' have to hate me, ayy, yeah
They biting on my flows, I had to change it
Went to jail and I got out armed and dangerous, uh, yeah
Road to riches, I'm a rapper, not no singer, uh, yeah
But the only time I rap is when I'm thinking, ayy, yeah
'Cause it seem like I have to make the picture painted, uh, yeah

I'm that nigga now and all these bitches know it
Yeah I got it nigga, I ain't gotta show it, uh, yeah
Pocket monster in my pocket, fuck a holster, ayy, yeah
And we be sliding in them stolos, fuck a chauffer, ayy, yeah
Suit 'em up, black mask with a poker, ayy, yeah
Mercy Drive, YJ be them pistol toters, ayy, yeah
Light some reefer, roll his block and light it up, uh, yeah
Now he gasping, tryna catch his last breath, uh, yeah

He keep flexing with that sack then I'ma take it, yeah, yeah
They be hating they don't wanna see me make it, yeah, uh
But ain't no stopping me, nigga gon' have to hate me, ayy, yeah
They biting on my flows, I had to change 'em
Went to jail and I got out armed and dangerous, yeah
Road to riches, I'm a rapper, not no singer, uh, yeah
But the only time I rap is when I'm thinking, yeah, ayy
'Cause it seem like I have to make the picture painted, uh, yeah
He keep flexing with that sack then I'ma take it, yeah
They be hating they don't wanna see me make it, yeah
But ain't no stopping me, nigga gon' have to hate me, ayy, yeah
They biting on my flows, I had to change 'em
Went to jail and I got out armed and dangerous, uh, yeah
Road to riches, I'm a rapper, not no singer, uh, yeah
But the only time I rap is when I'm thinking, ayy, yeah
'Cause it seem like I have to make the picture painted, uh, ayy

They got tools, he got tools, we got tools too
Stop all that pump faking 'fore your ass get blues clues
I be hanging with some real deal loose screws
Caught him slipping, now he falling with a trey two
Ayy, she say my dick look like a grapefruit, ayy, uh, yeah
Baby I can't save you, uh, ayy, yeah
I just pass around, switcharoo, yeah, ayy
Look how he caught the pass, he two for two

He keep flexing with that sack then I'ma take it, yeah, yeah
They be hating they don't wanna see me make it, yeah, uh
But ain't no stopping me, nigga gon' have to hate me, ayy, yeah
They biting on my flows, I had to change it
Went to jail and I got out armed and dangerous, yeah
Road to riches, I'm a rapper, not no singer, uh, yeah
But the only time I rap is when I'm thinking, yeah, ayy
'Cause it seem like I have to make the picture painted, uh, yeah
He keep flexing with that sack then I'ma take it, yeah
They be hating they don't wanna see me make it, yeah
But ain't no stopping me, nigga gon' have to hate me, ayy, yeah
They biting on my flows, I had to change it
Went to jail and I got out armed and dangerous, uh, yeah
Road to riches, I'm a rapper, not no singer, uh, yeah
But the only time I rap is when I'm thinking, ayy, yeah
'Cause it seem like I have to make the picture painted, uh, come on

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