CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : THE NEW UNDERGROUND INDUSTRY
N***as didn't laugh, so I know that they mad
We makin' moves 'cause we're in—
N***as didn't laugh, so I know that they mad
We makin' moves 'cause we're in—
N***as didn't laugh, so I know that they mad
We makin' moves 'cause we're in our bag
These n***as broke, can't going out sad
I'm eating their face so I'm calling them flat
You're now listening 66.6 DEATHPROOF radio b*t*h, real blood sh*t (Ooh) (What did you say, n***a?)
Bow down, bow down (F**k you talkin' 'bout? B*t*h)
Bow down, all these n***as my sons (DJ YTRID, I don't give a f**k)
You wasn't with me, I know they ain't [?]
Runnin' my city, these n***as like kidneys
Ridin' the train but it's made out of [?]
I'm getting this money like losing no changе
She suck and lick on the d**k, once shе see me, I'm married (Oh, yeah)
I stroll with your b*t*h 'cause she went to Sidari (Oh, yeah)
I'm with all the f**k sh*t when I'm in the function
Run out, no stoppin', you n***as can't get me
I wore no pants, I look like a horse (Horse)
I'm working on some sh*t that isn't all fire (Yo', yeah)
I'm like a God, you n***as look horrible
I'm f**kin' and once I'm in, they're like, "Who are you?"
These my sons, I ain't payin' for sh*t
I got a auto, ride out with my team
Gettin' this money, my fingers ain't itch (Woah)
You n***as my sons, just being a b*t*h (Yeah, DEATHRPOOF gangsters)
Bow down, yeah, bow down, yeah
Bow down, yeah, all you n***as my sons
Yeah-yeah, bow down, yeah-yeah, bow down
Yeah, bow down, yeah, all you n***as my sons
We in this b*t*h, lit up rocks
Fought too hard and n***as can't stop me
This not Fortnite n***a, you can't knock me
Killing these n***as that need how to talk
I am the one, so don't even stop me (Yeah)
One episode when we bring up Broly (Yeah, yeah)
If I'm horny, then pu**y, don't call me
R.I.P Kobe, f**k n***a, we ballin'
N***as didn't laugh, so I know that they mad
We makin' moves 'cause we're in our bag
These n***as broke, can't going out sad
Eating their face so I'm calling them flat
We got the safe, so let's shoot out the room
You're such a b*t*h, I got the truce
No new friends, b*t*h, we don't recruit
If you want some more, we're gonna call in the troops
If you don't f**k with DEATHPROOF, well then, you're a b*t*h-a** man then
We makin' moves 'cause we're in—
N***as didn't laugh, so I know that they mad
We makin' moves 'cause we're in—
N***as didn't laugh, so I know that they mad
We makin' moves 'cause we're in our bag
These n***as broke, can't going out sad
I'm eating their face so I'm calling them flat
You're now listening 66.6 DEATHPROOF radio b*t*h, real blood sh*t (Ooh) (What did you say, n***a?)
Bow down, bow down (F**k you talkin' 'bout? B*t*h)
Bow down, all these n***as my sons (DJ YTRID, I don't give a f**k)
You wasn't with me, I know they ain't [?]
Runnin' my city, these n***as like kidneys
Ridin' the train but it's made out of [?]
I'm getting this money like losing no changе
She suck and lick on the d**k, once shе see me, I'm married (Oh, yeah)
I stroll with your b*t*h 'cause she went to Sidari (Oh, yeah)
I'm with all the f**k sh*t when I'm in the function
Run out, no stoppin', you n***as can't get me
I wore no pants, I look like a horse (Horse)
I'm working on some sh*t that isn't all fire (Yo', yeah)
I'm like a God, you n***as look horrible
I'm f**kin' and once I'm in, they're like, "Who are you?"
These my sons, I ain't payin' for sh*t
I got a auto, ride out with my team
Gettin' this money, my fingers ain't itch (Woah)
You n***as my sons, just being a b*t*h (Yeah, DEATHRPOOF gangsters)
Bow down, yeah, bow down, yeah
Bow down, yeah, all you n***as my sons
Yeah-yeah, bow down, yeah-yeah, bow down
Yeah, bow down, yeah, all you n***as my sons
We in this b*t*h, lit up rocks
Fought too hard and n***as can't stop me
This not Fortnite n***a, you can't knock me
Killing these n***as that need how to talk
I am the one, so don't even stop me (Yeah)
One episode when we bring up Broly (Yeah, yeah)
If I'm horny, then pu**y, don't call me
R.I.P Kobe, f**k n***a, we ballin'
N***as didn't laugh, so I know that they mad
We makin' moves 'cause we're in our bag
These n***as broke, can't going out sad
Eating their face so I'm calling them flat
We got the safe, so let's shoot out the room
You're such a b*t*h, I got the truce
No new friends, b*t*h, we don't recruit
If you want some more, we're gonna call in the troops
If you don't f**k with DEATHPROOF, well then, you're a b*t*h-a** man then
