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bourbon freestyle - suskilla, yung kyrone lyrics

[susk!lla]
off the top homie, whatchu know bout that, off the top homie, whatchu mean!
turnt off the bourbon
whipping thru the suburbs in a suburban
hydro in my blunt rolled tight
finna spark up and take a f-ckin flight flowin out the top
off tops, glock glock with the f-ckin shots!
give me a pack and i’ll serve those f-ckin knocks
xan heads always fiendin
promethezine got n-gga leanin’
my eyes always bloodshot like a demon
my eyes always bloodshot like a f-ckin demon
kyrone got the clip and the choppa, kush louder
make a bad b-tch want me to f-ckin arouse her
whole gang with the sh-ts
trappin, makin money off them bricks
f-ck with me you f-ckin with the whole clique
puffin dank, loud, n-gga never that b00boo
n-gga what the f-ck did i f-ckin tell you
cg the gang behind the gates
i dont f-ck with the fakes
i’m an og my hoodie zipped up
you know it be that bape
you know it be that bape
designer always on my f-ckin waist

[yung kyrone]
got that whiskey in my hand
elevated like a choppa
ain’t gon land
whole clique poppin xans
thots watchin cuz they know i’m the f-ckin man
flip the gold wrists, flip the brick
like i’m
jackie chan
my crew proper
know my gang thats crocker
chillin in the gates
talkin sh-t got the 8
car with the [?]
stay with the quickie fade
ain’t f-ck with the [?]
rollin doobies up
and you know i ain’t phased
you gon get grazed when i spray br-ss in yo face
got yo b-tch watchin cuz i know she want a taste [taahhh!]
all that bourbon with no chase
got her all shlumped and now she gonna need a brace
get the f-ck out my face
if you all ain’t listen
and my grandma ayyyo let it go to waste
gang

- suskilla yung kyrone lyrics

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