Concussion...

Lyrics
[Intro] Aye Bmarch , yo Bmarch Yo Bmarch Yo Bmarch For real For real, yuh [Pre-Chorus] You ain't gotta hurt em like that for real You ain't gotta hurt em like that for real (oh, ooh) You ain't gotta do em like that for real You ain't gotta do em like that for real You ain't gotta hurt em like that for real You ain't gotta hurt em like that for real You ain't gotta do em like that for real You ain't gotta hurt em like that for real [Chorus] Yeah, aye I'ma go in for the kill (aye) Watch me go in for the kill (aye) Doo-doo-doo-doo, aye Shoot through the roof (yeah, aye) I'm having juice I'm having all of the juice End of discussion was meant for concussion I'm telling the truth (hey, yuh) [Verse 1] Off that bitch she cause me stress Melrose, parallel park my whip, hey From the six to the six S-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s I got bread, cake and cheese, and I play with my food A legend in the game, boy that's me and not you, yuh I might fuck up Lenox just to switch up my mood, yuh All about my business, I turned into tycoon [Pre-Chorus] They're like You ain't gotta do em like that for real You ain't gotta do em like that for real (oh, ooh) These niggas really don't trap for real These niggas really all cap for real You ain't gotta hurt em like that for real You ain't gotta hurt em like that for real You ain't gotta do em like that for real For real, for real [Verse 2] When I'm at the crib I pray at the foot of my bed I pray for some head and staying away from the feds Can't let em take me, I can't You know what I said, you what the fuck I just said I'm playing with motherfucking bread, I'm playing with cake And if you can't relate, I can't relate (pssh, yuh) I'm switching the country, I'm switching the state (yuh) Don't want no more apartments, I want an estate (yuh) Just scratching the surface, or scraping the plate 1317, we want all the smoke like a vape, nigga [Pre-Chorus] You ain't gotta hurt em like that for real You ain't gotta hurt em like that for real (oh, ooh) You ain't gotta do em like that for real You ain't gotta do em like that for real You ain't gotta hurt em like that for real You ain't gotta hurt em like that for real You ain't gotta do em like that for real You ain't gotta hurt em like that for real [Chorus] Yeah, aye I'ma go in for the kill Watch me go in for the kill (aye) Doo-doo-doo-doo, aye Shoot through the roof (yeah, aye) I'm having juice I'm having all of the juice End of discussion was meant for concussion I'm telling the truth
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Credits
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- Quentin Miller