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kutt 8 kampaign - biggkutt8 lyrics

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[chorus]
that boy need surgery, not no band*aid
my shooter gon’ shoot regardless
better drop that check, them boys gon’ rampage
this the kutt 8 kampaign
f*ckin’ my hood b*tch from the west side, she tryna see if i gang bang
me and bro be on the same thing, one in the head, my glock got a migraine

[verse]
this lil’ b*tch said, “can you keep it real?”, b*tch, it don’t get no realer
i am not no rapper n*gga, i rap, but i’m an active drug dealer
call me coach kutt carter, talk ’bout blitz, b*tch, i’m the one who sent ’em
i need crutches, all these f*ckin’ blue face hundreds, look like i’m crippled
when you see me open fye, f*ck n*gga don’t be the one in the middle
it’s a lot of rap n*ggas keep sayin’ they stand on bizz and never got busy
i can’t lie, i’m ready to smoke the city, who the f*ck spoke on [?]
i’m in the h*llcat with the reapers, it’s repercussions and consequences
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout nothin’, if it’s 4th and inches, b*tch, i ain’t goin’ for nothin’
sh*t get creep, better keep your heat, but i know n*ggas die with their gun
i’m not a rapper, these rap n*ggas buns
clip double stack, no one*on*one
cougar b*tch, old enough to be her son
old enough to be her son
me and bro them in the back seat, tryna roll 60 in under a minute
long live [?], bout bro i slay your kid, i swear it ain’t no limit
off the ‘erky can barely get my words out, think i’m speakin’ gibberish
we don’t do no missin’, get in the wind, throw back like a frisbee
[chorus]
that boy need surgery, not no band*aid
my shooter gon’ shoot regardless
better drop that check, them boys gon’ rampage
this the kutt 8 kampaign
f*ckin’ my hood b*tch from the west side, she tryna see if i gang bang
me and bro be on the same thing, one in the head, my glock got a migraine
that boy need surgery, not no band*aid
my shooter gon’ shoot regardless
better drop that check, them boys gon’ rampage
this the kutt 8 kampaign
f*ckin’ my hood b*tch from the west side, she tryna see if i gang bang
me and bro be on the same thing, one in the head, my glock got a migraine

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