Cough cough cough
Yeah
Its NOC nigga
Never Off Center Entertainment
F*ck you mean?
We at the bottom of the map
Its nice as shit out here
Aye yo Fame you up?
I'm in Corpus Christi pressing pills
Bitching bout the WiFi
These shooters shoot they don't clap
Straight high fives
Mob ties
Like 5 guys
My side ride
Slide
Chopper fly
High tide
Been out here in this field
Bout to run a drill
You niggas know the deal
Tryna get a mill
You with the shits
We the shits
You ain't no gangsta
And I ain't no bitch
You ain't MOB MOB MOB
Don't ask me naaaaah
I ain't no snitch
My nigga saw me f*cked up gave me plate
I ran it back
He made me a stake
On my mom Glass of wine
Sat me down
Ran me the play
Got a boat load
Touchdown in two days
On the coast floating watching if it's ok
On a private yatch smoking private stoock
Like thank god baby it's a new day
But I been fresh to death since two ways
Then flewd bae to get loose with me
Let her move the v while I curl the tree
Front of Walmart let her pearl the d
What you heard I see
Off the curbs my g
Nothing like me and your birds eye peep
You gone runaway when shit got deep
I Drove ot if the price get steep
I done let you pussies live like nine times
I don't need to get signed
You don't get it these is crime rhymes
Crime vibes
Wash nine times
Trough my cuzzins cuzzins sisters aunts moms side
I rap different
Cuz I trap different (it's real)
When I'm packing packs I pack different
Like hold up I think a pack missing
Nah fr I be in the trap tipping
Work hard
Shine bright
I'm fried rice ducking the lime lite
All the things shell do for the dick
Shit....I'm doing better then Klondike
Now run it run it run it
Nah fr run it
I'm here for it all
For the blocks the crops the rocks the drops
The stocks and ya buss down say its time to cancel ya ball
Sheep costumes open doors
Checkered floors
With the vultures
Getting Throated by fenty hores
Balls deep
Make the Pedals hitting the Bentley floors
I'm from the gutta
Ya baby mother claiming I'm ha brother
Get crazy
Play with the gravy get smothered
Suck a glock and lip lock
Don't get zip locked on a pit stop
Kbm hover at the tip top
Covered by the blood of hip hop
Smoke Palma's with the llamas don't shit stop
Tell her hurry up now baby tic toc
I don't do drama
I exhale ganja
Just because she sucked the dick doesn't mean I want your bitch
Only chase commas
Nigga keep acting up I'm gonna bomb her
Send her home with some schoma
Kbm to trill
We pressing pulls running drills
Making plays on Obama's
KBM - Corpus Christi Lyrics
KBM - Corpus Christi Lyrics
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Cough cough cough
Yeah
Its NOC nigga
Never Off Center Entertainment
F*ck you mean?
We at the bottom of the map
Its nice as shit out here
Aye yo Fame you up?
I'm in Corpus Christi pressing pills
Bitching bout the WiFi
These shooters shoot they don't clap
Straight high fives
Mob ties
Like 5 guys
My side ride
Slide
Chopper fly
High tide
Been out here in this field
Bout to run a drill
You niggas know the deal
Tryna get a mill
You with the shits
We the shits
You ain't no gangsta
And I ain't no bitch
You ain't MOB MOB MOB
Don't ask me naaaaah
I ain't no snitch
My nigga saw me f*cked up gave me plate
I ran it back
He made me a stake
On my mom Glass of wine
Sat me down
Ran me the play
Got a boat load
Touchdown in two days
On the coast floating watching if it's ok
On a private yatch smoking private stoock
Like thank god baby it's a new day
But I been fresh to death since two ways
Then flewd bae to get loose with me
Let her move the v while I curl the tree
Front of Walmart let her pearl the d
What you heard I see
Off the curbs my g
Nothing like me and your birds eye peep
You gone runaway when shit got deep
I Drove ot if the price get steep
I done let you pussies live like nine times
I don't need to get signed
You don't get it these is crime rhymes
Crime vibes
Wash nine times
Trough my cuzzins cuzzins sisters aunts moms side
I rap different
Cuz I trap different (it's real)
When I'm packing packs I pack different
Like hold up I think a pack missing
Nah fr I be in the trap tipping
Work hard
Shine bright
I'm fried rice ducking the lime lite
All the things shell do for the dick
Shit....I'm doing better then Klondike
Now run it run it run it
Nah fr run it
I'm here for it all
For the blocks the crops the rocks the drops
The stocks and ya buss down say its time to cancel ya ball
Sheep costumes open doors
Checkered floors
With the vultures
Getting Throated by fenty hores
Balls deep
Make the Pedals hitting the Bentley floors
I'm from the gutta
Ya baby mother claiming I'm ha brother
Get crazy
Play with the gravy get smothered
Suck a glock and lip lock
Don't get zip locked on a pit stop
Kbm hover at the tip top
Covered by the blood of hip hop
Smoke Palma's with the llamas don't shit stop
Tell her hurry up now baby tic toc
I don't do drama
I exhale ganja
Just because she sucked the dick doesn't mean I want your bitch
Only chase commas
Nigga keep acting up I'm gonna bomb her
Send her home with some schoma
Kbm to trill
We pressing pulls running drills
Making plays on Obama's
Yeah
Its NOC nigga
Never Off Center Entertainment
F*ck you mean?
We at the bottom of the map
Its nice as shit out here
Aye yo Fame you up?
I'm in Corpus Christi pressing pills
Bitching bout the WiFi
These shooters shoot they don't clap
Straight high fives
Mob ties
Like 5 guys
My side ride
Slide
Chopper fly
High tide
Been out here in this field
Bout to run a drill
You niggas know the deal
Tryna get a mill
You with the shits
We the shits
You ain't no gangsta
And I ain't no bitch
You ain't MOB MOB MOB
Don't ask me naaaaah
I ain't no snitch
My nigga saw me f*cked up gave me plate
I ran it back
He made me a stake
On my mom Glass of wine
Sat me down
Ran me the play
Got a boat load
Touchdown in two days
On the coast floating watching if it's ok
On a private yatch smoking private stoock
Like thank god baby it's a new day
But I been fresh to death since two ways
Then flewd bae to get loose with me
Let her move the v while I curl the tree
Front of Walmart let her pearl the d
What you heard I see
Off the curbs my g
Nothing like me and your birds eye peep
You gone runaway when shit got deep
I Drove ot if the price get steep
I done let you pussies live like nine times
I don't need to get signed
You don't get it these is crime rhymes
Crime vibes
Wash nine times
Trough my cuzzins cuzzins sisters aunts moms side
I rap different
Cuz I trap different (it's real)
When I'm packing packs I pack different
Like hold up I think a pack missing
Nah fr I be in the trap tipping
Work hard
Shine bright
I'm fried rice ducking the lime lite
All the things shell do for the dick
Shit....I'm doing better then Klondike
Now run it run it run it
Nah fr run it
I'm here for it all
For the blocks the crops the rocks the drops
The stocks and ya buss down say its time to cancel ya ball
Sheep costumes open doors
Checkered floors
With the vultures
Getting Throated by fenty hores
Balls deep
Make the Pedals hitting the Bentley floors
I'm from the gutta
Ya baby mother claiming I'm ha brother
Get crazy
Play with the gravy get smothered
Suck a glock and lip lock
Don't get zip locked on a pit stop
Kbm hover at the tip top
Covered by the blood of hip hop
Smoke Palma's with the llamas don't shit stop
Tell her hurry up now baby tic toc
I don't do drama
I exhale ganja
Just because she sucked the dick doesn't mean I want your bitch
Only chase commas
Nigga keep acting up I'm gonna bomb her
Send her home with some schoma
Kbm to trill
We pressing pulls running drills
Making plays on Obama's