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EVIL
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Hip-Hop/Rap
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jayden Marlon Monteiro
Jayden Marlon Monteiro
Songwriter
Olwethu Mphiwa Gumede
Olwethu Mphiwa Gumede
Songwriter
Lethabo George Masilela
Lethabo George Masilela
Songwriter

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Newtank
Forty clip, I'm finna spazz on a glokk
Talking that shit and ya bitch get popped
Product look good, that's the cream of the crop
I be running this shit like a motherfucking jock
Popping too many pills, think my heart gone stop
I ain't living in fear, I still shoot at a opp
That's ya boy talking shit, beat his ass down the block
I can't run out of money, I'm spazzing a lot
I be going brain dead smoking all of this pot
I can't fuck with a fed, they just want all my stock
Cuffing a bitch like a motherfucking cop
She gone think that I'm rich cause I don't give a fuck
I had to wack his ass, they sentimental
Had to blow this bitch up, they be calling me Rambo
Through the kick door, play bitches like banjo
Got a silencer on and it ain't got a echo
Got a Chinese lil hoe and she feeding me egg rolls
You can't fuck with my hoe, she just do what I say so
You can't see what I'm on, we ain't moving the same though
I be with the big dogs, y'all motherfuckers some poodles
Went up so fast, they think I sold my soul
Off the top rope, I hit the somersault
Why they tryna act like they don't hear the goat
Had to call a couple hoes just to count up all my dough
Selling all this weed, I ain't even touch a bowl
Keep on thinking bout hell cause I did hella wrongs
Tell her send it off just to get it gone
Go through everything just to be at home
Newtank
Forty clip, I'm finna spazz on a glokk
Talking that shit and ya bitch get popped
Product look good, that's the cream of the crop
I be running this shit like a motherfucking jock
Popping too many pills, think my heart gone stop
I ain't living in fear, I still shoot at a opp
That's ya boy talking shit, beat his ass down the block
I can't run out of money, I'm spazzing a lot
I be going brain dead smoking all of this pot
I can't fuck with a fed, they just want all my stock
Cuffing a bitch like a motherfucking cop
She gone think that I'm rich cause I don't give a fuck
I had to wack his ass, they sentimental
Had to blow this bitch up, they be calling me Rambo
Through the kick door, play bitches like banjo
Got a silencer on and it ain't got a echo
Got a Chinese lil hoe and she feeding me egg rolls
You can't fuck with my hoe, she just do what I say so
You can't see what I'm on, we ain't moving the same though
I be with the big dogs, y'all motherfuckers some poodles
Went up so fast, they think I sold my soul
Off the top rope, I hit the somersault
Why they tryna act like they don't hear the goat
Had to call a couple hoes just to count up all my dough
Selling all this weed, I ain't even touch a bowl
Keep on thinking bout hell cause I did hella wrongs
Tell her send it off just to get it gone
Written by: Jayden Marlon Monteiro, Lethabo George Masilela, Olwethu Mphiwa Gumede
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