WD-40

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Carns Hill & 67 Sj & DoRoad & Youngs Teflon - Rap, Drill

WD-40

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[Carns Hill: Intro] SRB separation confirmed Coming  up on Staging  the burnout of these twin solid rocket boosters at two minutes and five seconds [Verse 1: Youngs Teflon] Still runnin' that race Got me out here lookin' like Tay-K (Milage) Shottys  and macs and handguns (Live ones) I  ain't never seen no AKs (Never) My eyes too big for my belly Niggas  like me can't wait for a payday Rather just wait for the plug Chop it all up for the fiends, go Mayday (Brr) 3 point 2 and its diesel (Diesel) Step  on the gas and the back drop (Nyoom) She pretty in the face, I love the way that the back drop (Fat one) Look at my pictures, can't you see the killy-dem in the back drop? Them man just wanna get grouchy, shoot man in the chest 'til they back drop (Woi yoi) Shout my nigga Halvz you niggas still goin' halves, that's giggles (That's banter) I just left shard, now I'm goin' broke like Harvey Nichols One hand on the splash in the party, so you know that I dance with devils I don't need a cause, I'm a rebel Drill broad day, no schedule (That way) Can't step into our quarters That's nuttin' but wass and S or S and VVS, that's water Better #Trill no order (Now what you say Youngs?) I ain't gotta spill no sauce, I'm a sorcerer (Ayy ayy ayy) Bandana with a head back, tryna baptise someone's daughter [Chorus: DoRoad] I just clutch that hammer and bust If you get hit, tough luck Two-man creep out the back blocks tryna turn man dust Cop that W-D 4-5, I'll clean that mash, get rid of the rust Nuttin' but ruck fuckers and niggas ain't lettin' it bust (Ain't lettin' it bust) I just clutch that hammer and bust If you get hit, tough luck Two-man creep out the back blocks tryna turn man dust Cop that W-D 4-5, clean that mash, get rid of the rust Nuttin' but ruck fuckers and niggas ain't lettin' it bust (Ain't lettin' it bust) [Verse 2: DoRoad] I done drillings on drillings (Hmm) I'm just pissed I ain't seen no killings (Nuttin') Talk killings but done no drillings Tell a man good riddance My young boy strapped, tryna turn a man dust Got the W-D for the D.I.Y for the mash that'll accumulate rust (Clean it) I'll clean it up (Clean it) I done did it on the backroad, casual, tapped it twice and ripped his top This shotgun cost 500 nuts O.T dishin' rocks Shoot mans face off, normal I don't give a fuck who watched Them man talkers, they just actors 'til the shotgun goes pop (Pow) 'til the shotgun goes boom (Boom) 2 man on the 500 zoom Other man left for dead Now look at this stupid yout (Fool) You know its cold out here You got a brand new fur, I'll shoot mans Canadian Goose (Bow Bow) Mans wicked and bad, not talk too much Know we got nothin' to prove [Chorus: DoRoad] I just clutch that hammer and bust If you get hit, tough luck Two-man creep out the back blocks tryna turn man dust Cop that W-D 4-5, I'll clean that mash, get rid of the rust Nuttin' but ruck fuckers and niggas ain't lettin' it bust (Ain't lettin' it bust) I just clutch that hammer and bust If you get hit, tough luck Two-man creep out the back blocks tryna turn man dust Cop that W-D 4-5, clean that mash, get rid of the rust Nuttin' but ruck fuckers and niggas ain't lettin' it bust (Ain't lettin' it bust) [Verse 3: SJ] This next 16, imma wake this up (Wake it) I roll the pack, then I weigh this up (Weigh it) Hood loves us, so it's bait as fuck Man buy out the bar then pouring cups Wit the gang, man do that Yeah my lines goin' up and down like hashtags Walkin' sticks like granddads If I jump out, I rather unzip that manbag You weren't there when I done that Yeah I bang my mash, dem bro there, they scurry And I'm far from worried 'cause they're quick to talk but leave in a hurry Gaggin' up, she's ucking deeply Can't rule me my name' not DV Girls see us and move all neeky Ten gold teeth my broski leeky (bro) [Liquez] Give no fucks, that's ASAP Mally First shootin', no gloves, no bally Got caught up, did time for the wammy Five years for 45. in the cabby Fuck the feds, that's mental trust me Sixty free, free Mental, trust me (Free K) Scribz/LD, he's eatin' lovely (Free Scribz) M dot A don't take no fuckery (Gang) [Chorus: DoRoad] I just clutch that hammer and bust If you get hit, tough luck Two-man creep out the back blocks tryna turn man dust Cop that W-D 4-5, I'll clean that mash, get rid of the rust Nuttin' but ruck fuckers and niggas ain't lettin' it bust (Ain't lettin' it bust) I just clutch that hammer and bust If you get hit, tough luck Two-man creep out the back blocks tryna turn man dust Cop that W-D 4-5, clean that mash, get rid of the rust Nuttin' but ruck fuckers and niggas ain't lettin' it bust (Ain't lettin' it bust)

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Credits

Writers
  • 67 Sj
  • DoRoad
  • Youngs Teflon