THROWAWAY BARS

Trapstar we shooting, 2 2's moving

Run and hide, as my crew comes through bitch

Ay KBS motherfucker, you know how we do

Trapstar we shooting, 2 2's moving

Run and hide, as my crew comes through bitch (Haha)

Posted up with the killers, yeah the OGs

Cut ya' throat, watch ya' blood run slowly (Eughh)

Bitches wanna' fuck with me, cos' I'm dripped out

But hated on me when I was posted up in G town (Uhuh)

Selling buds, yeah flipping on the daily

Ride my bike and tagging on the train seats (?)

Had enough and had to get my money up

Cunt was chatting hard, till' he had to run it up

Smack him in the face, take the drugs and the funds

Teach a fat cunt not to fuck with the thugs (Uhuh)

I'm a KBS member don't forget that

But just in case, Imma' write it in my next track

Louis V on my chest, with a blick tucked

Fuck around and we sending you like Tooka (Grrr, pow)

She wanna' Netflix and chill, I jus' wanna' fuck then dip

I'm a gansta', my girl can't be doin' that shit (Uh, uh)

Needa' stay in the fields, with the thugs and clips

Shotty out the whip, when it bust it hits

These cunts, they try and be me

But they can't so they sit back, grind the T (Ha)

Like cunt, you can try and be me

But you needa' kick back, flip packs, grind in the T (Ha, for real)

Double drop, then I'm back to the urch

10 lads, 2 whips and a blick that bursts (Uhuh)

See a opp, then we joogin' him first

Got ya' bitch in the back and she's doing the curse

Hands on hips, and she shakin' her tits

Shake that ass, throw it back, you ready' what it is

Shook her tits so hard, that she broke a rib

Once the ambulance quick, here just pop a brick (Shit take it)

Got a little bit of clout off 6WayZ

Heh, good, I started trappin' in a sick place

Buds and rock, what we sell for an income

Tiny circle, no need for them shit cunts (Fuck)

All my old haters thinkin' I'm a sick cunt

Life's short so you gotta' take the risk bruz (Do it)

Never lack, so you know we keep the blick tucked

No asking questions, no I'll never switch up (Who's that?)

Sick shots and we aim for head

Kick the door, run it up then we spinnin' the benz (Skrrr)

Get a drop, then we spinnin' the ends

We're KBS, fuck them leg shots, we leavin' 'em dead