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elo - ac640 lyrics

[intro: ac640]
(yoyo the producer)
(bo jackson, n*gga)

[verse 1: ac640]
pop my door, i’m doing it quick
we got her on twos, swiss*cheese his whip
and i don’t miss with them switches
i got hats on my belt, i’m the reason why your dead*ass man swimming with the fishes
i could turn a one into two but i really fell in love with the k!lling
i don’t care if you crack one n*gga, that sh*t too easy
i done cracked three n*ggas, one peezy
i get on my vic and i turn into a creep
when i fled that scene that n*gga was bleeding
we stand on sh*t with a gun or a sword
for the love of that money, i’ma collect my reward
for the love of that money, i’ma get sh*t done
i was 12 years old when i picked up a gun
sh*t really f*cked up in the city, gotta work around the west
better ask how i leave sh*t flat
[?] stop this car
tryna catch two in one with this blatt
and shhh got knocked off that motherf*cking bike
you get sent down to heaven [?] like a dyk*
he had a gun in the streets, you wasn’t using it right
when you’re deep in the war, you better play your mirrors at night
i know i’ma be good ’cause the streets in the jail, on kat i’ma be tight
i’ma rock a n*gga to sleep with this knife
when i ride out the a you know we ride with that mic’
and i really got hats on my belt, tryna jump in this sh*ts like playing with your life
i’m really a demon like satan
when i’m working the switch it’s like tom off the pacers
and i’m f*cking with 5, we going on capers
and benji don’t like you, i hate you
and we standing on business for low
if you speak on that name then your ass gotta go
[verse 2: benji blue bills]
(elo)
we left his ass dead in the store
you speak on my brother, we banging his fro
we smoke his ass like a joe
can i get some money?” i told the b*tch, “h*ll no”
i’m losing the count on this score
i walk down the opp, and i roll up his dead bro
brain time ’til i see jello
i pop out the dark, like “h*llo my n*gga, what’s going?”
long live elo, i’m keeping on stepping on n*ggas
get over here, where is you going?
i’m swinging that stick while i’m rich, i don’t give a f*ck
i flip the clip and i keep blowing
i’m standing right behind that b*tch
that b*tch it got kick, i feed that stick and it keep flowing

[verse 3: ac640]
and if 12 get behind this whip i ain’t slowing down
n*gga, you know i’ma keep going
and you know i ain’t saving no b*tch, she f*cking all the men, that lil’ b*tch h*rny
my drac’ real dirty as sh*t, it f*cked up your block, and that lil’ b*tch a wh0re
i’m a rapper but i still go get in that car and go f*ck up your block some more
i’ll f*ck up your block again
like two, three n*ggas get shot when i bend
when you ride with them drac’s and your two*cars deep, hop out and you boxing ’em in
on kat i ain’t fighting no n*ggas, them 7.62s like mike when they hit you
this the last time i say it, n*gga, if you speak on low, on kat i’ma get you
[outro: ac640]
(on kat if you speak on low your ass gon’ get cracked n*gga, i’m not playing)

- ac640 lyrics

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