[Verse 1: SIRKENNY]
It's the boy Kenny
Rockin' De Villes and El Dorado
And hes sipping 7 cokes before he hop out
Win the lotto
And then he blow his money goin' to hell
Driving autos
Get paper before your grave
Has always been his motto
Well today had been the day where he
Finally was zipped up
And thrown into the river for flappin' his lips
Slipped up
So the moral of the story
Never fck wit' btches 'cause you never know Which one you'll piss off wielding a six-gun
It ain't fun, but that's a lesson
Don't go messing without some protection
And i mean it in both ways, I'm never stressing
Getting headers, she was Messi, and also messy
So have mercy on psych majors, they never testin'
I'm always getting money, long like the DMV
But everybody callin' me a freak on a leash
I'll have you 6 feet deep buried in dirt (yea)
Sorry for the disrespect and sorry for the hurt
But you started it first, (btch yea)
This a little rule called the bite back
If you smack then get ready to fight back
I don't like that but if i gotta
Imma straight up punk a btch wit licks of marijuana
You say you wanting smoke but to be honest
I don't want it
Hittin' twenty, 80s bitch, its harder than the chronic
Yea I'm on it
If only i alotted some time to kick your ass tenfold Chuck em into the swine
I'mm too divine for that shit
I'm bout'ta kick up, get it twist up
Hittin' licks wit that shit
I'm bout'ta gas up, get my mask up
Interventional shit
I'ts confrontational, the ratio of btches to dicks
Yea bro, its rip to the kid who tried to make it big
But he flew close to the sun
Came crashing down
Feeling like he was shot, with 2 guns
2 pops, its 2 knives, do or die with dat shit
I'll make it big before they take my money
Then they dashing
[Hook: E11S]
You know the truth, you see it clearly
We're gonna go, we're gonna lead
So are you on board, if you vibe with this
Hop on sometime, we just want to
Take you there, 'cause one day we'll be
The Big Ones
(Yuh, 1-1)
[Verse 1: E11S]
I've been up and down through some things
Thought my penance was to suffer
Grind out this way forever
But now I'm seeing there's a goal
Fancy lights are just for show
I'm tryna' make up something new
I'm tryna' lead a whole new era
I wanna make a whole new sound, and play it loud
And make it go around the world until the day I die
But I know that's not much in the scheme of things
Maybe I'll be ancient, dug up again in due time
Just like a lost city, It's in me, It's in we
'Cause Retro up is what I'm seeing
I'll take all these boys with me
The thought doesn't miss me, the ones that
Get us here the ones that help us out
All these choppa's use their mouth
Hopefully they use their minds too
Hearts going, and the beats coming through
'Cause I swear we on fire
With the type of heat we having
If it comes down to the end times, with my life
I will be glad, 'cause I used it for something like this
I wanna be a calm voice
I wanna be a strong bow
I want my words to topple buildings
I want my sound to change the world
And if I gotta do that from my little homestead
Damn, I wouldn't mind
'Cause home is where the drop is
Where the beat cuts out
And the whole crowd goes silent
And we just have the studio
Like I'm back hanging with my cousin
And nothing else can really touch me
'Cause what I say is mostly for me
But then the moment comes for me to speak
The mic is hot, the track is sweet
We pause a bit and take a breath, we feel the beat
They count me in, and then we sing:
[Hook: E11S]
You know the truth, you see it clearly
We're gonna go, we're gonna lead
So are you on board, if you vibe with this
Hop on sometime, we just want to
Take you there, 'cause one day we'll be
The Big Ones
[Outro: E11S]
Haha!
Retro Mafia, SIRKENNY!
You better watch out
'Cause we're gonna be The Big Ones one day
Just you wait!
It's the boy Kenny
Rockin' De Villes and El Dorado
And hes sipping 7 cokes before he hop out
Win the lotto
And then he blow his money goin' to hell
Driving autos
Get paper before your grave
Has always been his motto
Well today had been the day where he
Finally was zipped up
And thrown into the river for flappin' his lips
Slipped up
So the moral of the story
Never fck wit' btches 'cause you never know Which one you'll piss off wielding a six-gun
It ain't fun, but that's a lesson
Don't go messing without some protection
And i mean it in both ways, I'm never stressing
Getting headers, she was Messi, and also messy
So have mercy on psych majors, they never testin'
I'm always getting money, long like the DMV
But everybody callin' me a freak on a leash
I'll have you 6 feet deep buried in dirt (yea)
Sorry for the disrespect and sorry for the hurt
But you started it first, (btch yea)
This a little rule called the bite back
If you smack then get ready to fight back
I don't like that but if i gotta
Imma straight up punk a btch wit licks of marijuana
You say you wanting smoke but to be honest
I don't want it
Hittin' twenty, 80s bitch, its harder than the chronic
Yea I'm on it
If only i alotted some time to kick your ass tenfold Chuck em into the swine
I'mm too divine for that shit
I'm bout'ta kick up, get it twist up
Hittin' licks wit that shit
I'm bout'ta gas up, get my mask up
Interventional shit
I'ts confrontational, the ratio of btches to dicks
Yea bro, its rip to the kid who tried to make it big
But he flew close to the sun
Came crashing down
Feeling like he was shot, with 2 guns
2 pops, its 2 knives, do or die with dat shit
I'll make it big before they take my money
Then they dashing
[Hook: E11S]
You know the truth, you see it clearly
We're gonna go, we're gonna lead
So are you on board, if you vibe with this
Hop on sometime, we just want to
Take you there, 'cause one day we'll be
The Big Ones
(Yuh, 1-1)
[Verse 1: E11S]
I've been up and down through some things
Thought my penance was to suffer
Grind out this way forever
But now I'm seeing there's a goal
Fancy lights are just for show
I'm tryna' make up something new
I'm tryna' lead a whole new era
I wanna make a whole new sound, and play it loud
And make it go around the world until the day I die
But I know that's not much in the scheme of things
Maybe I'll be ancient, dug up again in due time
Just like a lost city, It's in me, It's in we
'Cause Retro up is what I'm seeing
I'll take all these boys with me
The thought doesn't miss me, the ones that
Get us here the ones that help us out
All these choppa's use their mouth
Hopefully they use their minds too
Hearts going, and the beats coming through
'Cause I swear we on fire
With the type of heat we having
If it comes down to the end times, with my life
I will be glad, 'cause I used it for something like this
I wanna be a calm voice
I wanna be a strong bow
I want my words to topple buildings
I want my sound to change the world
And if I gotta do that from my little homestead
Damn, I wouldn't mind
'Cause home is where the drop is
Where the beat cuts out
And the whole crowd goes silent
And we just have the studio
Like I'm back hanging with my cousin
And nothing else can really touch me
'Cause what I say is mostly for me
But then the moment comes for me to speak
The mic is hot, the track is sweet
We pause a bit and take a breath, we feel the beat
They count me in, and then we sing:
[Hook: E11S]
You know the truth, you see it clearly
We're gonna go, we're gonna lead
So are you on board, if you vibe with this
Hop on sometime, we just want to
Take you there, 'cause one day we'll be
The Big Ones
[Outro: E11S]
Haha!
Retro Mafia, SIRKENNY!
You better watch out
'Cause we're gonna be The Big Ones one day
Just you wait!
( Retro Mafia )
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