kem music – pocketful of bands Lyrics

pocketful of bands – kem music Lyrics

We walk 'em down with a Glock (Ay)

We doing shit that you not (Ay)

Big AR gon' knock off yo' top (Ay)

We walk 'em down with a .40

I'm in yo bitch phone, I done took yo' shorty

Me and bro in the lab like Rick and Morty

I need a new bitch, she's starting to annoy me (Ay)

She said she want me to take her away

Case closed boy, now you missing yo' face

Why you blow up and then get off of pace?

I'll catch a fag, I don't care if you gay

We get our chips, like we working with Lays

We get the chips, we get deep in the bag

You fuck with me, we gon' pull out the Mac

Caught him from behind him, and blew out his back (No homo)

I got this beat straight off TikTok

You fuck with me, thеn you gon' get yo' shit knocked

I saw an opp with my bros, made a quick stop

And I gеt gas at the QuikTrip (Ay)

He tried to dip

We hit him the leg, now he walk with a limp

We hit him again, made him replace his hip

This a real fire, this ain't no orange tip

He on my side when I'm down, shoutout Felix

When I lost Weston, it fucked up my feelings

Me and bro put in work, but ain't nobody seen us

Yo' rapping vs. mine, you gon' get defeated (Huh)

I miss a three, um that went in and out

I miss a few shots going to the rim

Um, but you know, I'ma shoot it 'till my arm fall off, man

In the fourth, that's what I do

And, I don't care if I miss it or make it, I'ma keep believing in myself, and