Thookas Out

Album cover art for "Thookas Out" by LilCJ Kasino & ILLSON

LilCJ Kasino & ILLSON - Rap

Thookas Out

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Lyrics

[Intro] Aye aye Kasino world shit nigga Y'all know what the fuck going on Gang shit only [Chorus] Ran up my sack bitch, I'm booming now Box up the trap like I'm movin' out You see what these fuck niggas do for clout Fuck a fight nigga let's shoot it out Fuck talkin' what's up with them thookas out What's up with them thookas out My nigga we bringin' them thookas out Fuck talkin' what's up with them thookas out Smoking OG this that super loud Hunnid round drum gone run through the crowd Been stainin' shit since a juvenile He run up, and I bet that we shoot him down Fuck talkin' what's up with them thookas out What's up with them thookas out My nigga we bringin' them thookas out Fuck talkin' what's up with them thookas out [Verse 1: LilCJ Kasino] Aye fuck the fame, we got more heat than Miami They was in school I was serving they granny Run out of work and you fuck 'round, get whammy Run out of drugs, I'ma pour up a Xanny No, you little niggas can't trap on my street No, we don't rat, you get racked when it's beef Fuck nigga mad 'cause I'm smashin' his freak Pull up in a tank and smash off in a jeep Little CJ that got best trap of the year Came from the dirt, but my diamonds look clear Cleared the picture, make that boy disappear Took off I left they ass right in the rear Hut so high a young nigga be flossy Still got that pack niggas act like I lost it My young niggas eat, so I feel like I'm bossy All in the earth nigga feel like I'm frosty You cannot thug in the 6 you won't make it my young niggas anxious they hungry they take it That's a fact these other rap niggas fakin' Shooters with rugers, they dreaded like Haitians We don't pop up, pop out, drop it, little nigga, they hate me 'cause I went got guaped up on niggas Run up them racks, never stop for a nigga I came a long way from the neighborhood dealer Kasino [Chorus] Ran up my sack bitch, I'm booming now Box up the trap like I'm movin' out You see what these fuck niggas do for clout Fuck a fight nigga let's shoot it out Fuck talkin' what's up with them thookas out What's up with them thookas out My nigga we bringin' them thookas out Fuck talkin' what's up with them thookas out Smoking OG this that super loud Hunnid round drum gone run through the crowd Been stainin' shit since a juvenile He run up, and I bet that we shoot him down Fuck talkin' what's up with them thookas out What's up with them thookas out My nigga we bringin' them thookas out Fuck talkin' what's up with them thookas out [Verse 2: Double K] Aye, Double K, I'm in the Yote with a Glock Hit the spot and I won't leave 'til it's hot Stain a nigga have him goin' through a drought If you ain't gang fuck nigga get back Bitch, it's Stain Season, and I'm coming to attack AR15 leave a fuck nigga flat Dissing on wax have you missing for them racks And I ain't the type of nigga beefin' on computers But fuckin' with my brother, I'ma pull up like an Uber Choppa finna slice him, you can call him Freddy Krueger Find out you snitchin' and we right at your Medulla Whole gang guaped up, better get with the movement I like my hundreds green, yeah, I call them bitches cougars If you ain't on the block then you ain't getting to it If I ain't on the block then I'm somewhere making music Somewhere with my tooly Somewhere with my dawgs, no Scooby Chasing guwop like Gucci Dick on the 40 turn a gangsta to a coochie Ain't no game keep more clips than a movie When I hit your block, I'ma leave that bitch groomy Bust his head open, leave it raw like sushi Take a nigga shit and blend him up like a smoothie Somewhere in the trap where I been since a juvie, bitch [Chorus] Ran up my sack bitch, I'm booming now Box up the trap like I'm movin' out You see what these fuck niggas do for clout Fuck a fight nigga let's shoot it out Fuck talkin' what's up with them thookas out What's up with them thookas out My nigga we bringin' them thookas out Fuck talkin' what's up with them thookas out Smoking OG this that super loud Hunnid round drum gone run through the crowd Been stainin' shit since a juvenile He run up, and I bet that we shoot him down Fuck talkin' what's up with them thookas out What's up with them thookas out My nigga we bringin' them thookas out Fuck talkin' what's up with them thookas out

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Credits

Writers
  • ILLSON
  • LilCJ Kasino