Kobe & Shaq

Lyrics
(Smokin' on runtz, uh) [Hook: Shawny Binladen] Smokin' on runtz, backwoods, no swishers Takin' the drank, now I look like the twister Ran up the racks, now I'm dickin' his sister Free 2 Times, gotta free my nigga Still spinnin' blocks, still squeezin' 'em triggers VV's, they water, they look like a river Crop that boy out cause he didn't get the picture Yeah, uh [Verse 1: Shawny Binladen] Big Shawn Wick, he the big opp Black Louis belt on my waist, I don't kickbox Brand new bag, man this bitch make it hip hop Yeah, uh I'm on the run with [?] Bro got knocked so I had to get a bigger K Twin got a pint and he told me to sip away Yeah Walk in the room and it's... Walk in again now Get it in motion, I got a... Glocky I rub it like loion Drivin' a cat, huh, like the shit stolen Uh, sippin' on Wock, huh, bitch that's the potion Shawn Wick for presidеnt, nigga no votin' I'm with AP, and I'm grinching [?] All of these cubans, you know that I'm totin' Don't touch my shit cause you know that I'm goin' I'm spеakin' in Grinch, man this shit ain't no poem Don't give me a chop cause you know that I'm zoeing And the gang can't fold, so the money ain't foldin' And I popped me a [?] and I had the bitch rollin' Yeah (Uh, uh All the opps suck my dick man Dub CF, you know what's going on Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) [Verse 2: Big Baby] All of my yellows ride around with a stick Don't be crying cause your man got hit Me and SB, OT for the flip He ain't wanna drill so we put him on the bench Macs, extendos, I stay with a wrench So much blue, you sure I was crip Oh, that's a opp, huh, figi, huh, shoot him in his shit Run up a hundred 'bout weekly, run up on me, leave him six feet Plus I got 950's with me, and a sweatsuit by Fendi If she don't got on Fendi, stupid lil bitch can't text me (huh, huh) Speed in a cat with a pole in the back, lil bro got the Bentley (huh) Nine-hundred-fifty niggas in the room, uh, better move gently Better move tact or you might get wacked, better not tempt me Brody like Harden with the three, huh, shoot it with a lefty [Hook: Shawny Binladen] Smokin' on runtz, backwoods, no swishers Takin' the drank, now I look like the twister Ran up the racks, now I'm dickin' his sister Free 2 Times, gotta free my nigga Still spinnin' blocks, still squeezin' 'em triggers VV's, they water, they look like a river Crop that boy out cause he didn't get the picture Yeah, uh
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Credits
- Writers
- Shawny Binladen
- Big GLTAOW