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NEXNCLXUD
Performer
Phonkyrie
Performer
kenichi
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vlad Nedelea
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vlad Nedelea
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah you know what time it is
The Juicemane up in muh' fucka'
My nigga Everclear
The Joker and Lil Gin finna break y'all sumn proper
Like diss biatch
Bustin' in your home
With my tone pointed to your dome
There's another brother dead and gone
Bustin' in your home
With my tone pointed to your dome
There's another brother dead and gone
Bitch, don't let your mouth be a grave digga
Fuck around with me and you gon' be a dead ass nigga
187 on that ass with a blast
Then you just history
A fucking though of the past
You better recognize a field cap killa ho
You better ask somebody, reel it up, silly ho
I don't think you wanna get too deep
Because I'll leave your fuckin' brains laying in the street
See, umm
It's nothin' but trauma
Lock that ass in our 'coma
They tryna cause trauma
I ain't taking none of yo shit
So you better bring some motion, to the fucking door bitch
But this time step with some trill nigga
And make sure they ain't get to squeeze the trigga
Because imma shoot first
And make sure that I see yo punk-ass ridin' in a hurtz
Bustin' in your home
With my tone pointed to your dome
There's another brother dead and gone
Bustin' in your home
With my tone pointed to your dome
There's another brother dead and gone
Bustin' in your home
With my tone pointed to your dome
There's another brother dead and gone
Bustin' in your home
With my tone pointed to your dome
There's another brother dead and gone
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