YOKAI (Prod. Xombkilla) - ZillaKami/6ix9ine.lrc

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[00:11.20]For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
[00:14.23]Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
[00:17.45]Trey-eight gripper, **** brick flippe
[00:20.30]Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whippe
[00:23.17]For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
[00:26.11]Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
[00:29.00]Trey-eight gripper, **** brick flippe
[00:32.42]Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whippe
[00:34.93]Maniac, all black
[00:36.90]Click clack, fall back
[00:37.70]Take ya bitch, dog tha
[00:39.89]Flip switch, roach trap
[00:40.99]Dead case, solve that
[00:42.75]Gun clap, high hat
[00:44.20]Click clack, absorb that
[00:45.44]Boy, brrat, boy, brrat
[00:47.34]Pistol to ya melon, quit that yellin', I'ma count to 3
[00:49.68]Lowin' on the block, with my Scums all surrounding me
[00:53.40]Still up in the trap, where the hustlers and the addicts be
[00:56.24]Popping shit 'll get you split, turn into a tragedy
[00:59.23]Beat you to a pulp, with a sock full of batteries
[01:02.10]Shottie to ya dome, make your ass defy gravity
[01:05.17]Sake sipping, bitch had to quit the lea
[01:07.93]Young scummy money gang, Scum Gang, Medellín
[01:11.09]Ruger spit
[01:11.80]Pop ya back, I came up in the game, who's really doing it?
[01:15.09]Pop ya back, I came up in the game, who's really shooting it?
[01:17.72]Move the piff, split the spliff, release the pits
[01:19.67]Screaming "honey get the kids," screaming "homie jump the fence"
[01:23.58]Purge the yay', ball of eight, have 'em twisting, turning ways
[01:25.60]Purge the yay', ball of eight, flip it, double up the pay
[01:28.57]Okay, now, Chad did acid once and now he be hearing voices
[01:31.95]I had to link with 6ix9ine because the beefing was pointless
[01:34.94]Was closing curtains in the hearses
[01:36.39]While y'all boys was wearing purses
[01:37.66]Servin' service, swervin' in suburbans
[01:39.87]Rims scraping the surface
[01:40.82]Put him in a coffin, toss him
[01:43.57]Smother him, cover him
[01:44.48]Dirt bed, "Dead" white shirt said
[01:47.60]Muzzle him, put him in the linen hammer and bang
[01:49.91]'Til my body break the chains, it's Scum to the Gang
[01:53.10](Squad)
[01:53.75]For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
[01:56.16]Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
[01:59.16]Trey-eight gripper, **** brick flippe
[02:02.05]Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whippe
[02:05.24]For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
[02:08.39]Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
[02:11.35]Trey-eight gripper, **** brick flippe
[02:14.12]Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whippe

文本歌词

For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
Trey-eight gripper, **** brick flippe
Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whippe
For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
Trey-eight gripper, **** brick flippe
Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whippe
Maniac, all black
Click clack, fall back
Take ya bitch, dog tha
Flip switch, roach trap
Dead case, solve that
Gun clap, high hat
Click clack, absorb that
Boy, brrat, boy, brrat
Pistol to ya melon, quit that yellin', I'ma count to 3
Lowin' on the block, with my Scums all surrounding me
Still up in the trap, where the hustlers and the addicts be
Popping shit 'll get you split, turn into a tragedy
Beat you to a pulp, with a sock full of batteries
Shottie to ya dome, make your ass defy gravity
Sake sipping, bitch had to quit the lea
Young scummy money gang, Scum Gang, Medellín
Ruger spit
Pop ya back, I came up in the game, who's really doing it?
Pop ya back, I came up in the game, who's really shooting it?
Move the piff, split the spliff, release the pits
Screaming "honey get the kids," screaming "homie jump the fence"
Purge the yay', ball of eight, have 'em twisting, turning ways
Purge the yay', ball of eight, flip it, double up the pay
Okay, now, Chad did acid once and now he be hearing voices
I had to link with 6ix9ine because the beefing was pointless
Was closing curtains in the hearses
While y'all boys was wearing purses
Servin' service, swervin' in suburbans
Rims scraping the surface
Put him in a coffin, toss him
Smother him, cover him
Dirt bed, "Dead" white shirt said
Muzzle him, put him in the linen hammer and bang
'Til my body break the chains, it's Scum to the Gang
(Squad)
For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
Trey-eight gripper, **** brick flippe
Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whippe
For my cold killers, for my soul lifters
Body bag fillers, for my go-getters
Trey-eight gripper, **** brick flippe
Bad bitch hitter, foreign drop whippe