D Ting Set (feat. Pressa)

Pure Koke

Must be Roodi Keelos

K-Koke

Ugh, OK

Press machine, press machine, ah

Time zone, new clock

Shooter named red fox

Headshot and that fifth work like robots

Yo' block, four Glock's

Turned into a paint shop

I was bred from a dead crop

Shooting, tragic

No need get you vanished (Gone)

You ain't never met a killer like man is

My block, Taso, shooting up his palace

Ran him down in my Nikes or New Balance

Bad bitch from Dupont

I swear I do her so wrong (So wrong)

Shorty give me head with her lisp tongue

Driftwood, bap bap

Kill him while his whip frost (Cold block)

Bullets make him buckle up and criss cross

Savage shit, close range, gun tall as two feet

He ain't makin' it through surgery

Broom sticks, dust pan, started gettin' dusty

(Kill him for free, fuck a salary)

Ugh, man know how d ting set (It's big Koke)

Man know how d ting press (You think a joke?)

Man know every ting dead

BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

Ugh, man know how d ting set (It's big Koke)

Man know how d ting press (You think a joke?)

Man know every ting dead

BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

Look, beard dickheads talking crud and that

Suck your mother fam'

Put a slug in that

Pull up

Hop out and watch him do the running man

Pussy done the chat

You dickheads ain't coming back

Funny man

Talking like he walking with his gun in hand

Run him down

But from a distance I could gun him down

Running rounds

Lightning hit him when I fund the sound

Spun him round

And lift his spirit to another realm

Fucking hell

It just feels like I'm just stuck in hell

Ducking L's

Tryna do this shit my fucking self

Rubbing scales

I got unit for the fuckin' sales

I'm fucking Judas

Got my shooter stuck up in a cell

It's your's truly

I stuck up for myself

There's nothin' you can do me

'Cause this Uzi got me feeling stealth

Runnin' through this movie

Tryna boost up on my wealth

BAM! BAM!

(Kill 'em for free fuck a salary)

Ugh, man know how d ting set (It's big Koke)

Man know how d ting press (You think a joke?)

Man know every ting dead

BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

Ugh, man know how d ting set (It's big Koke)

Man know how d ting press (You think a joke?)

Man know every ting dead

BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

Must be Roodi Keelos