Headbusta
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Headbusta è stato pubblicato il 18 dicembre 2025 da 10K Projects come parte dell'album Voices In My Head
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[Verse 1]
I can't go out like no sucker, you gon' have to come take me
I put five grams in a Backwood and I faced it
I'ma pop outside at night, put on my mask like I'm Jason
Bitch, we tryna kill you for real, can't nobody save you
Might be the one to give you somethin' nobody ever had gave you
You can't let 'em get up in your head, you gotta stay focused
Did that lame shit be your dog, you know that you bogus
I was down bad, tip of my dick, sleepin' with roaches
Ese, kick the play, catch a kill, I'll be the one coachin'
I knew you was tryna fuck, but I act like I ain't notice
2020, throw it behind my back, you **** can't hold me
They was tryna block my sign, man, you **** be holdin'
You gon' beat the bitch up, you can't be mad that she goin'
You ain't gon' even bust, you might wanna keep it tucked and don't show it
Always had a place for you to run to and you know it
You could fuckin' run it, lil' ****, but you better not blow it
I came all up in her mouth, told her don't stop and keep goin'
I know you aren't really like that, you're a bitch and it's showin'
You just keep on gettin' money every day and you good
He ain't never leave the country, he still stuck in the hood
You can't smoke me out, ****, I ain't passin' my 'Wood
He goin' in detail 'bout that body, know he ain't do it
Got the Draco on my lap, this shit can't go in the trunk
Goin' back and forth with them hoes, you really a punk
I just got another load in, I could really stunt
If I really want you dead, put my mask on and hunt
If it ain't one in the head already, then you done
Gave a lil' **** belt to ass, my son
If a rider let me hold the blick, now it's my gun
We hop right up in them stolen cars, then we went on a chase
Helicopters, 12 hit the route, we still got away
I'ma snap it up this time, just gotta be sane
You don't suck dick, wrap it up, fuck up out my place
I just sip, sip, sip, sip, went through another pain
Is you a Crip, Blood, GD? No, I don't wanna bang
It's a party tonight, look, you know I don't wanna hang
Lost my **** to this shit, the function not the same
I don't wanna sleep, the Percocet help function with my brain
Fucked up a hundred thousand, damn, I should've bought a chain
Go and get your own and we too old for a chain
I'm tryna get somethin' killed for real, stop mentionin' my name
Everybody sprayin' shit on weed, fuckin' up the game
You're a fuckin' goofy, type of **** lie 'bout anything
Shawty tryna link with me, show me why you came
Oh, you want a rap ****? Bitch, give me your brain
It don't matter how much money I make, no, I won't change
I be wide awake, whenever they come, I'm just gon' bang
You be textin' me like you a freak, in person, you act strange
I ain't payin' you for shit, ho, you a lame
You keep comin' 'round flexin', gon' get stained
Bust you up, took you down and crop you out the frame
Let you think it's sweet and put one in your brain
Written by: Lil Kee
