Go Awn - WALEED BUTT
Hottest in the hood, hottest in the crib if u still wanna fuck,
I can get u a bitch/bitch so hot u can get your d*** lit
And that bitch is my game my stuff my shit
*ahannnn*
Feets on the ground still g6 fly flying in the sky
That area is restricted
So i laced it with land mines
Intruders crash landing like niggas from gymnastics
100 points if u land in that casket
*haha*
And the whoop whoop must Go Awn
Same people front and put the truce call moron
I just killed em by the type of shoes
I put on expressions like his bitch carpet bombed by drones
*ayyyyy*
But the show must Go Awn
Whole hood being supplied from dusk till dawn
Wolf in pack one call bring the crowd
My hood or yours we get the fairest game foul windows down
We get the AKs out
And air filled by the screeches and the sound
And the grandma shout
But the show must Go Awn
Ahan it must Go Awn
It Must Go Awn
I Am A Liar
It Must Go Awn (2x)
Coz what she saw was more than shown, poor grandma
Even royals couldn’t breathe if that’s known as asthma
Life so good even laced toilets are with plasma
I put a -extra-next marcato and flute, and called orchestra
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