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Kuttem Reese
Featuring(s) : Lil Durk
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[Kuttem Reese] Look, we ain't getting on no live, nigga We ain't sending out no threats, nigga, look Who the f*ck is KuttemReese? Who the f*ck is that? (Who is that?) I'm finna show you right here I'm finna show you right here Look [Kuttem Reese] We ain't sending out no texts, nigga We ain't getting on no live talking about beef and sending out threats, nigga All you niggas crashin', follow the blind and you crash next, nigga Baby Joe can go on that ace of spades to come out as that nigga Every time I come, I come direct, nigga, get your aim right He let out sixty-two shots, in five attempts, must they aim right? I wasn't even dead you missed your target and I was in plain sight Plain car, everybody get laced up and get them things right f*ck the red and blue lights, we still gon slide, we doing it the same night I just got the drop, yeah, after this light, just make the same right Stretch gang, she must say I scrap know that she a dang dyke You sent your stepper and guess what happened, that nigga lost his damn life I got em hot, I know he mad I got em out his element He IG Live talkin' paperwork, but he ain't got no evidence How the f*ck Imma rapper and be KuttEm Reese if I'm supposed to be on that telling shit I would have caught a flight and went with 6ix9ine if I was on that federal shit Y'all ain't really care about y'all nigga Y'all just made him shirts Like the other side, them boys ain't never slide, I know they family hurt I'm runnin with them Z's, but you know me, I grew up in church This for that nigga screamin', "Pressure!" Til' he in the dirt For that nigga screamin', "Pressure!" Til' he in the dirt Rrahh, rrahh, CKN, bitch [Lil Durk] Smurk Hah, I'm with real gang members in this bitch right now, real killers for real, bro [Lil Durk] Get on niggas asses, you f*ck with them niggas, we don't give out passes Them niggas was bragging, get on their ass and turn they brothers ashes Dissing me ain't safe, this shit for real, my shit gon' come with caskets I hang with some takers, they ain't with me, if you catch them niggas asking Lil' bro give headshots for real Calm bro down, he off two pills Slide on opps, bro got the wheel Black box on the Glock for real Roll my dawg got two Glocks for real Dude ass head got shot and lived I don't let hoes come to the crib, for the cash they'll drop yo' lo' for real I'm a gangsta, shit, I'm a Chiraq baby, what's this like? It's like Iraq, baby You ain't a ho, I know you like that, baby That highspeed in that Hellcat crazy Why you playin'? Ain't no Glock on safety Switch his tush that top go crazy Lil' bro treat that Glock like Brady Drugs and lean, I'm too sedated What red light? I'm not Toosii, baby We don't stop at those, you crazy? I just paid my dawg his bond, I just paid my lawyer eighty Like, wait, bro, you gotta pause for this Ayy, bitch, take off your drawers for this Ayy, snitch, what you gon' call this shit? I'm rich, free all my dawgs again Let's get it Yeah, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm Mm, mm, mm Mm Mm, mm, mm You can hear them chains clickin' in this motherf*cker Gang, gang, gang
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