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YSN Karvin - My Condolences Lyrics



YSN Karvin - My Condolences Lyrics




Yeah, I got a big glock
Know niggas be pocket-wise
I make it tick-tock
Time is money, bought a big watch
They all be fake
Told them to kick rocks
Slam out the snake
Make 'em shed a tear and never stop

I stay in my lane
Never swerve on interstate
I-4 with them poles and a baby Drac
We stay out with night owl
How I ride with Drake
Play with us and that's your ass
Cut the head off snakes
I feel like John Madden
Know we love to send a blitz
I love hanging around them niggas
That love shootin' sticks
See, I'm too hot on the road
I need a cooling kit
I'm sorry that your son died
That's my condolences

That's my condolences
Boy, that jit wasn't our fault
I got taught, "Don't bit the hand, You might not live long"
Now i'm screamin', long live
Known each other since jits
Walking out of club
Jewelry on, still glistening
Glock on my side
These bullets ain't never missing him

They never missing him
They want to hit him
See how the rattlesnakes or how the snake
Rattles
They've been telling on your folks
Watch how y'all look in shackles

I got a big glock
Know niggas be pocket-wise
I make it tick-tock
Time is money, bought a big watch
They all be fake
Told them to kick rocks
Slam out the snake
Make 'em shed a tear and never stop

I stay in my lane
Never swerve on interstate
I-4 with them poles and a baby Drac
We stay out with night owl
How I ride with Drake
Play with us and that's your ass
Cut the head off snakes
I feel like John Madden
Know we love to send a blitz
I love hanging around them niggas
That love shootin' sticks
See, I'm too hot on the road
I need a cooling kit
I'm sorry that your son died
That's my condolences
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Yeah, I got a big glock
Know niggas be pocket-wise
I make it tick-tock
Time is money, bought a big watch
They all be fake
Told them to kick rocks
Slam out the snake
Make 'em shed a tear and never stop

I stay in my lane
Never swerve on interstate
I-4 with them poles and a baby Drac
We stay out with night owl
How I ride with Drake
Play with us and that's your ass
Cut the head off snakes
I feel like John Madden
Know we love to send a blitz
I love hanging around them niggas
That love shootin' sticks
See, I'm too hot on the road
I need a cooling kit
I'm sorry that your son died
That's my condolences

That's my condolences
Boy, that jit wasn't our fault
I got taught, "Don't bit the hand, You might not live long"
Now i'm screamin', long live
Known each other since jits
Walking out of club
Jewelry on, still glistening
Glock on my side
These bullets ain't never missing him

They never missing him
They want to hit him
See how the rattlesnakes or how the snake
Rattles
They've been telling on your folks
Watch how y'all look in shackles

I got a big glock
Know niggas be pocket-wise
I make it tick-tock
Time is money, bought a big watch
They all be fake
Told them to kick rocks
Slam out the snake
Make 'em shed a tear and never stop

I stay in my lane
Never swerve on interstate
I-4 with them poles and a baby Drac
We stay out with night owl
How I ride with Drake
Play with us and that's your ass
Cut the head off snakes
I feel like John Madden
Know we love to send a blitz
I love hanging around them niggas
That love shootin' sticks
See, I'm too hot on the road
I need a cooling kit
I'm sorry that your son died
That's my condolences
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Writer: Kristofur Lamb
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: YSN Karvin
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Kristofur Lamb
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