KFF Jay - Freestyle 3 Lyrics

We slidin'
If this nigga keep talkin' we ridin' on him,
We gon' slide on him
Choppas loaded, we spinnin' the tires on him,
He gon' die tonight
He keep that talk but won't up his pipe,
How you hang with the rats that done took your ice
Damn, damn, KFF, Nigga,
I'm fiendin' to catch another nigga lack watch him bleeding
Goofy niggas tryna beef want attention,
I don't give it to 'em,
Only thing that they get is a them
5-5-6, nigga,
We sendin' a blitz,
Got your head on lockdown, you can't do shit
You can't go to the store without hearin' the blicks
I'm hot now, I ain't coolin off
Got your bitch on my dick, and we only do it raw
How you kiss a bitch that had my dick all in her mouth
That's fittin', all these niggas do is dick suck for some clout
I'm in my bag,
Yall bitch ass niggas keep goin' out sad
I see it and laugh
How you runnin' your mans, man, you goin bad
That shit sad
That nigga cryin', askin for God to spare him
I left his ass in the pavement, two shots in the barrel
Bury him up in the woods, nigga,
Don't you ever try to talk on my hood, nigga,
Don't you ever try to say what you would do,
Cause I know for a fact that I would shoot
We steppers, steppers, we really applyin' that pressure
We ain't tryin' to hear no lectures, We tryin' to spin they bend
Yeah, they last time was they last time tryin' to spin
Sent they mans on a suicide mission, try again
How y'all like 0 and 14, y'all ain't tryin' to win
Ask God to remove all the snakes,
And I lost some friends
And I lost some friends,
And I lost some friends
Damn, And I lost some friends