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All Gas No Brakes (feat : ChincbleederJay)

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Mjbandzzz x Killmoreslobz - Killers Off The East 2.mp3

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(PMO Music)
(Yuh) (Ayy, let’s get it) (Skrrt)
(Murda bless your trap)

[Chorus]
I stack big knots, keep the stick hot (Bitch)
Run up on me, lil' boy get flip-flopped (Boom)
Choppa make a pussy do a TikTok (Wooh)
That's yo’ main? She sucked the gang, then lip-locked (Ha)
Hit it, quit it, ghosted—left her big shocked
Yeah, iced up, ho, my wrist talk (Bling)
Ran it up inside the Louie, check the wristwatch
All that fake drip got you lookin' like a mishap (Facts)
Flexin’ daily, yeah, I walk it like I preach
Broke boys quiet—why the fuck they tryna speak? (Shut up)
I go savage, y’all just tweetin' from the seats
You get no bread, lil' dummy, have a seat (Fuck outta here)

[Verse 1]
I count racks up, keep the mag tucked (Brrra)
Hit yo’ block with pressure, now it's bagged up (Woo)
Threw her back, her sis next, it was tag'd up
Then I vanish, on the money, gotta stack up (Zoom)
YSL, but I move like I'm maf’d up
Took her chain, now he cryin’ like his dad up (Ha)
Rollin' loud, every function gettin' gassed up
Ain’t no brakes when I’m movin', gettin’ passed up (Skrrt)
Say you steppin’? Boy, you tiptoe
We got Dracs and they spittin' through the window (Pow)
All this ice got me chilly, need a big coat
Hit the club, throwin’ hunnids out the limo (Throw it)

[Chorus]
I stack big knots, keep the stick hot (Bitch)
Run up on me, lil' boy get flip-flopped (Boom)
Choppa make a pussy do a TikTok (Wooh)
That's yo’ main? She sucked the gang, then lip-locked (Ha)
Hit it, quit it, ghosted—left her big shocked
Yeah, iced up, ho, my wrist talk (Bling)
Ran it up inside the Louie, check the wristwatch
All that fake drip got you lookin' like a mishap (Clown)
Flexin’ daily, yeah, I walk it like I preach
Broke boys quiet—why the fuck they tryna speak?
I go savage, y’all just tweetin' from the seats
You get no bread, lil' dummy, have a seat

[Verse 2]
Sippin' Wock', mix it dirty in the Faygo (Slump)
Tatted up, money loud, never lay low (Nope)
Bitch said she love me, I said “Bet”—then I skate though (Bye)
Ain’t no cuffin’, we just drill it, then escape, ho (Zoom)
Still the topic, every city, every state (Let's Go!)
Movin’ militant, I only ride with apes (Yeah)
You ain’t gang, better know just what you claim (Huh?)
'Cause my shooter itchin’ hard to earn a name (Pow, pow)
I be wildin', throwin' racks inside the air (Rain)
She gon’ bust it open just to feel the glare (Shine)
I don’t talk much, money do the pair (Facts)
Big chop in the trunk if you dare (Brrr)

[Chorus]
I count blue bills, keep the tool still (Yeah)
Run up on me, bet that fool killed (Boom)
Draco turn his body into cool still (Brrr)
That’s yo’ chick? She did the gang, it’s too real (Wooh)
Late night, slide through for the thrill kill (Skrrt)
Ice drip, wrist flick, check the new feel (Ha)
Talk tough, now he missin' from a true deal (Pow)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Ayy, yeah, bitch)
(Big knots) (Yeah) (Let’s Go!) (Pow!)
(Keep the stick hot)
haha
We Out

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