Filthy Animals

Its Hard Body Mafia
What's good Kyle Caine
What up Rocky
These people acting like they dont know, let's fill em in
Keep the change you Filthy Animal

We stay strapped, so get back, you dont want none of that so watch how you act
We some OG's with these 223's have you begging please on your knees
We stay strapped, so get back, you dont want none of that so watch how you act
We some OG's with these 223's have you begging please on your knees

Kyle Caine the kid and I'm coming right after you, fucking with me is something you shouldn't do
Go and get your bitch friends I know you got a few
Walk up out the crib I dont see you or your fucking crew
Started from nothing yeah I'm crawling out the gutter
Dont try and test me you pussy motherfucker
Benching 300 pounds I stay rocked up I dont fuck with no bitch with caked makeup
Never trust a pig cuz a pig is a cop I'm like randy macho man yeah I rise to the top
The cream of the crop, like it or not I'll call you miss Elizabeth and take you back to the spot, have you saying oh yeah I like that alot got you bent on your knees I'll pin you 1 2 3
You sick bro That's unfortunate you getting a coffin vacations with your girl and we doing it often
Let's go

We stay strapped, so get back, you dont want none of that so watch how you act
We some OG's with these 223's have you begging please on your knees
We stay strapped, so get back, you dont want none of that so watch how you act
We some OG's with these 223's have you begging please on your knees

You didnt survive the lyrical stab to the chest, rolling past the cemetery knowing that I'm blessed
Fuck stunting we giving these ho's the blues and we stand out big time y'all easy to lose
Weak studio gangsters, you cant fuck with us, from New York to Florida we stay cooking it up
I'm twisting swisha's up like the dreads on a rasta, cuz you know Kyle caine does what he hasta
Make moves, get money on the grind stay hungry
New love is so beautiful just time makes it ugly
Tatts all over my body I stay inked up, sold my soul to the illuminati y'all fake as fuck
I'm an old school baller like yogi bera, I'm ready as ever for many I'm a terror
My hands divine to write these scriptures, smile for the feds as they take pictures

We stay strapped, so get back, you dont want none of that so watch how you act
We some OG's with these 223's have you begging please on your knees
We stay strapped, so get back, you dont want none of that so watch how you act
We some OG's with these 223's have you begging please on your knees

It ain't where you from, it's where you at girls keep calling my phone, take your bitch back
And now lately you've been feeling the blues, kyle caine baby I ain't the one to lose
They say you killed somebody, nope I just killed your pride, hard body mafia that's how we ride
Its sunday school, we run you fools, go ahead an pray but we say fuck the rules
And I'm like fuck it dog whatever, you can hate all you want the squad is here forever
And if you are offended go and fuck yourself, snowflakes included too and everyone else
Dont be a little bitch, with your chit chat
We'll run up on you and leave you on your back and you can call us on our 1 800 hotline, we'll leave you hanging too, like jeffrey epstein
Hahaha
We'll leave you hanging too like Jeffrey Epstein



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Caine
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