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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derell J Lattimore
Songwriter
Kenneth Nixon
Songwriter
Lyrics
Relly Gunz - Squid Game (ft. Kenny Capone)
(Like worda bro)
(Like Yeahhh)
(Like worda bro “Skii” “Skiii”)
(Skiii” Like worda bro)
(Grah grah)
(Get the fuck out the way like what the fuck)
Spin through the Opps that shit dryer than raisin
Dudeylo miss the **** who raised him
Beam Onna chop **** know I got aim
I keep my knock in every situation
Where the fuck is he running nobody gone save him
Like, If I got my G he in danger
**** got hit the doctor said he made it
Like, I was so tight when they saved him
Throw that shit back her shit quaking-
She jacking the bros I love it when she shake it
Opp bitches be on my dick
She want me and my mans cause she think that we famous
**** fall back I'mma throw
I'm bout to shoot you could tell by my cadence
This bitch a thot and she think I don't know
I fuck like 3 of them baddies she came wit
That **** like the .40 make him move
I .48 him watch a **** snooze
Like, Bitch I don't follow rules
Your bitch wanna fuck she said a **** smooth
Squid Game, shoot that **** if he moves
Emer was tight I left his homie bruised
Baby come shake it I want you to dance
But I don't want you stepping come fuck up my mood
Like, **** who is you
**** I throw a shot from the 2
No, I'm not shooting from 3
Bullets not cheap, get up close gotta do what I do
Nazzy, LDot, Ratty, & Woo, Drako B wanna go wit' em too
I started flicking all them **** flew
Word to bro, they ain't know what to do
Like, watch me get in my mood
Got the knock on my hip this shit not in my boot
Like who the fuck lying to you
I get up close I be dying to shoot (Like what the fuck?)
Tote the knock cause I gotta get through
I don't gotta step to the side when I shoot
I'm on live where the fuck is the Opps at
Cause I'm tryna see what the Opps wanna do
I heard Tre Bread got shot wit' em' too
Now he on the bed eating hospital food
Talk on bro and just watch what I do
Cops on my dick tryna stop what I do
Yea I heard what he said
He got beat in the store I left them **** fed
And my body different rapping off the head
And I bet I rap it if she gives me head
Fuck that, I'm boutta get in that mode
Can't fuck with a bitch that tried to fuck the bro
They thinkin' he crazy tryna send the lo'
Said I need y'all **** help me make a vote
Glock wit' a switch is murder what she wrote
I got a 9' attach it with the scope
Got a .40 wit' [SHH] case I'm being low
I rely on knuckles I don't fuck with pokes
Mikey, he used to be my lil bro
I don't know why that **** tryna troll
Lil **** was present when I beat his bro
I looked down he was low he coulda been a score
Best not make a mistake
Quickdraw, natural ooter from the waist
If free brodie guapo punch him in his face
He must've forgot we caused his man's escape
And Nazzi he's lucky he behind the Jakes
Don't come to Tec, 4 you better play it safe
I came in a sprinter spin off in a Rafe
And I cannot wait till I run into Nate, ****
Written by: Derell J Lattimore, Kenneth Nixon