Kyle Richh - 41 Freestyle Lyrics

(Kyle Richh, I really love you) glah
(On the beat
You already know how we rockin') like

Shooters get shot if a shooters get shot
Glah, I'm lettin' it fly
We let it off like the fourth of July
Put the beam on his face
Caught the shots her eye
Like, why she a thot? Got no pride
Bro got the shorts, put the gun in my size
The gun jam up, he get beat with the 9
Like, gun go, glah, glah, glah
Got a beam on this pack, don't run
Got hit 'cause he had no gun
Like, opp thot don't stop 'til I cum
Bro got the 9, can't beat with the drum
Like, f*ck it
I'ma up it and dump it in public
Boy that she drummin'
Told bro, ''Don't stop, keep
Dumpin'', glah, glah, glah

Got a mop and a Glock with a one
Your mans is a fraud, he
Was dead on the scene, like
Ge gon' jump when I flock out the beam
Got put in a box, a side with a tee
Your bitch is a thot
She gon' mop up a puddle he tried to box
Caught the shot at his knuckle
Headshot, get popped like a bubble
Glock with a beam, put a dot on his buckle
Can't kick don't works, f*ck you
Bitches get shot too
Right through the frontal
Like brodie might slide through the front too
Like, smokin' a opp, Gumbo
30's look better, we screamin'
'Don't run bro'', like
I got the bucks, Antetokounmpo
Bitch is a leg, but she
Know that she cute though, like
Still K, we don't do this for clout, like
Bitch, I'm alone with my chrome
Head tap, one in the dome
Gun jam up, he get beat with the pole
Niggas see me then they
Switch up their energy
I be feenin' to catch me a homi'
Came with a 30 and left with a body
Can't trust no bitch that's oppy
Told bro, ''Just kick that dotty'', like
Bitch, I could never switch though
Bro, why the f*ck would you
Spin in a fishbowl?
Lil' bro got hit through the window, like
Will spot 'em and flock 'em
Runnin' and duckin', he doin' the limbo
I'm really KR the general
Get off my dick or we bar where your blitz go

Shooters get shot if a shooters get shot
Glah, I'm lettin' it fly
We let it off like the fourth of July
Put the beam on his face
Caught the shots her eye
Like, why she a thot? Got no pride
Bro got the shorts, put the gun in my size
The gun jam up, he get beat with the 9
Like, gun go, glah, glah, glah
Got a beam on this pack, don't run
Got hit 'cause he had no gun
Like, opp thot don't stop 'til I cum
Bro got the 9, can't beat with the drum
Like, f*ck it
I'ma up it and dump it in public
Jenny on go, get the boy that she drummin'
Told bro, ''Don't stop, keep
Dumpin'', glah, glah, glah

(It's-It's-It's Shomii on the beat
You already know how we rockin')