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These Kunts
[Kerser:] Yeah Rocking that gold, I'm bout to buy a
Range brah (today) Tint the
windows got ya bitch in the
same car! Kerser one! I'm with Forts and Rates I
got your fucken head nodding like ya scored some H! So pick it up! Let me take you on a
mission tonight (come on!) I'll spread ya bitches legs just to fucking piss on her thigh! I've reached a
level of fame, I
met the
devil again, (sup bro) Pulled a
hammer and pushed a
mutha fucken peg in his brain! I'm insane... Every day of the
week Kick ya mouth and fucken spell out ABK with ya teeth! I'm getting money thanks to rap! I
put C-TOWN on tha map! But they copy what we do so we bout to take it back! Rock a
show, count the
cash in a
five star Notes are left white after racking up some lines brah! It's all the
same fucken state 2
state I
left her fucken ass branded with a
ABK, touche! [Chorus:] (Fortay) These kunts! They can suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) Suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) Suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) These kunts! They can suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) Suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) Suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! [Fortay:] Ask someone what I
stay bout son First word was cunt cause I
came out one! Chasing pay never runnin from shit West Syd bred a
beast, I'm a
son of a
bitch! Weak shits, see Fort ain't bout dat! Fuck the
rat race, never caught in the
mouse trap! And I
don't care about the
chronic you get gronk! Cunts quick to roll like they Sonic the
Hedgehog! Fake gronks can't do what we do Spit in ya bitch clit and I
use it as lube! And God the
only fucking cunt that can stop this Flying high with ya bitch, up in a
cockpit! Pen and page got me getting the
pay! In the
middle of some shit, to now centre of stage! Let em hate every word that I
talk I'm a
fuck em till they love it! Rates, Kerser and Fort! [Chorus:] (Fortay) These kunts! They can suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) Suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) Suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) These kunts! They can suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) Suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) Suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! [Rates:] Wait ready for war! I'm hunting for the
cash The
safe, gonna empty it all! Don't take offence to me or I'll have to go and make my point and stomp ya head to the
floor! You can tell ya fucken boys I
make the
text to tha call! I
ain't a
hard cunt, but Ratesy man he arks up! Them sparks can start flyin from a
pistol if you're smart cunt! They wouldn't bite this! Well wait they can fucking try it! I'm hear juggling knives, high, while I'm bustin my rhymes! Hit the
stage, vodka, red bull and a
couple of blunts! Living on a
ride, now only just to adjust to the
buzz! So why you fucken with us? I'm whilin out And while she's in a
rage, ya lucky he ain't cuttin you up! You cunts are rappin tones of energy, this isn't Sons of Anarchy! I
gotta hot shot for ya bitch, the
fucking remedy! This tha West Syd shit, the
district, the
South West! Never leave a
fight, without you walking the
town a
mess! [Chorus:] (Fortay) These kunts! They can suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) Suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) Suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) These kunts! They can suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) Suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! (Fortay) Suck me off! (Rates) Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck!
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