Add A K - Part 2
(DamnPablo)
Brrt
Ayy, Whop (Dot with that Glock)
Know what the fuck goin' on (Tornado Kidd)
Ayy, ayy
This that Dre, add a K (Brrt)
Yeah, this that Mitch, add a K
That rap nigga ain't dead yet, but I'ma still add a K
Spazz2xx, add a K 'cause this part two of add a K (Ayy)
Rod name got a K in it, so I ain't gotta add a K (Rod K)
I been smokin' jit ever since he passed away
I been had a chop before that shit was in my name (Whop)
On Trey D headstone, the whole gang smokin' 8 (Trey D)
Smokin' on a big blunt of Mookie on the interstate (Skrrt)
New packs on the way, always tryna up the score (No bap)
If we score, roll that boy up, then up that bitch some more (No bap)
I know why La Cracka don't smile, 'cause Mista say he broke (Damn)
Was gon' double back, but Crocodile say he dead for surе (Fuck nigga)
"Add A K PT.2" oh, this what y'all was waitin' on?
On these apps doin' all that cap, somebody takе his phone
I'm jumpin' in the car before I ever drop a diss song (No bap)
Shoot him in his mouth, tell the doctor put his lips on (Lil' nigga)
Smokin' on an old opp, we call that a closed jay (Closed jay)
Shot your dog, then disappear, I call that shit a fadeaway
When I heard what-his-name dropped, that shit made my day (No bap)
Jump in beef with us, you might as well add a K to your name
Freeze, bitch! (Pussy) Nigga put your hands up!
Choppa leave him bald like I shot his ass with cancer
Nigga, fuck your dog, all that mouth, that's what he dead for
Six words for you, nigga, "Go and pick your mans up"
Drive by, hell nah, nigga know we ran up
Pop that pussy for me 'cause she know a nigga band up
You beat your bitch up 'cause you mad she a fan, huh?
She eat dick up randomly, I never tell her
Poor-ass, broke-ass, ho-ass nigga
You the doorman, send you to the store-ass nigga
Every time your dawg die, we gon' smoke that nigga
God, bring Mitch back, I'm finna choke that nigga
Ayy, switches in the city, Ku, I'm spinnin', what you talkin' 'bout?
They say we cliquin' up, nah, bitch, it's a mob tie
You made a new diss, but you just chalked your dawg out
Charles, you a bitch, makin' songs what you all 'bout
I smoke 8, red flag, nigga, big B's
Boolin' with my cousins, all love, we just get cheese
New opp pack, dead nigga earned new wings
Mitch ain't comin' back, Mookie got his ass swiss cheesed
She tellin' me she love me, two words for her, "Bitch, please"
Fucked her for some hours, she like, "What you on?" Two beans
Every three weeks, opps go recruit a new team
Fuck nigga, oh well, we gon' kill a new team
Ah, shit
Mookie last meal was noodles, poor bitch
And the late Mr. Great had steak 'cause he was rich
They got one thing in common, now they both dead bitches
G3 made it out the car, Petey didn't
Nigga say he ducked the whole hundred shots, it was twenty (Ayy)
He still alive, so you knowin' we ain't send it (Ayy)
I don't even hide 'cause I'm knowin' they ain't spinnin' (Go)
This that Bibby and Teki and Nine and 8 too
Fuck that nigga Charles, that's who we tryna add a K to
Bitch got hit all in his spine and his face too
Rod K died on a drill, he a straight fool
Ahhh, shit!
And y'all don't even know NoFace, it make me sick
And I ain't even know lil' Dre, but it was lit
Ayy, why you have to leave? Bibby, That's what you get
Ayy, Bibby and Teki and Nine got stretched too
Tornado Kidd comin' through to rescue
Talkin' out his face, that's who we add a K to
And I don't like them niggas who be talkin' and they ain't shoot
Brrt
Ayy, Whop (Dot with that Glock)
Know what the fuck goin' on (Tornado Kidd)
Ayy, ayy
This that Dre, add a K (Brrt)
Yeah, this that Mitch, add a K
That rap nigga ain't dead yet, but I'ma still add a K
Spazz2xx, add a K 'cause this part two of add a K (Ayy)
Rod name got a K in it, so I ain't gotta add a K (Rod K)
I been smokin' jit ever since he passed away
I been had a chop before that shit was in my name (Whop)
On Trey D headstone, the whole gang smokin' 8 (Trey D)
Smokin' on a big blunt of Mookie on the interstate (Skrrt)
New packs on the way, always tryna up the score (No bap)
If we score, roll that boy up, then up that bitch some more (No bap)
I know why La Cracka don't smile, 'cause Mista say he broke (Damn)
Was gon' double back, but Crocodile say he dead for surе (Fuck nigga)
"Add A K PT.2" oh, this what y'all was waitin' on?
On these apps doin' all that cap, somebody takе his phone
I'm jumpin' in the car before I ever drop a diss song (No bap)
Shoot him in his mouth, tell the doctor put his lips on (Lil' nigga)
Smokin' on an old opp, we call that a closed jay (Closed jay)
Shot your dog, then disappear, I call that shit a fadeaway
When I heard what-his-name dropped, that shit made my day (No bap)
Jump in beef with us, you might as well add a K to your name
Freeze, bitch! (Pussy) Nigga put your hands up!
Choppa leave him bald like I shot his ass with cancer
Nigga, fuck your dog, all that mouth, that's what he dead for
Six words for you, nigga, "Go and pick your mans up"
Drive by, hell nah, nigga know we ran up
Pop that pussy for me 'cause she know a nigga band up
You beat your bitch up 'cause you mad she a fan, huh?
She eat dick up randomly, I never tell her
Poor-ass, broke-ass, ho-ass nigga
You the doorman, send you to the store-ass nigga
Every time your dawg die, we gon' smoke that nigga
God, bring Mitch back, I'm finna choke that nigga
Ayy, switches in the city, Ku, I'm spinnin', what you talkin' 'bout?
They say we cliquin' up, nah, bitch, it's a mob tie
You made a new diss, but you just chalked your dawg out
Charles, you a bitch, makin' songs what you all 'bout
I smoke 8, red flag, nigga, big B's
Boolin' with my cousins, all love, we just get cheese
New opp pack, dead nigga earned new wings
Mitch ain't comin' back, Mookie got his ass swiss cheesed
She tellin' me she love me, two words for her, "Bitch, please"
Fucked her for some hours, she like, "What you on?" Two beans
Every three weeks, opps go recruit a new team
Fuck nigga, oh well, we gon' kill a new team
Ah, shit
Mookie last meal was noodles, poor bitch
And the late Mr. Great had steak 'cause he was rich
They got one thing in common, now they both dead bitches
G3 made it out the car, Petey didn't
Nigga say he ducked the whole hundred shots, it was twenty (Ayy)
He still alive, so you knowin' we ain't send it (Ayy)
I don't even hide 'cause I'm knowin' they ain't spinnin' (Go)
This that Bibby and Teki and Nine and 8 too
Fuck that nigga Charles, that's who we tryna add a K to
Bitch got hit all in his spine and his face too
Rod K died on a drill, he a straight fool
Ahhh, shit!
And y'all don't even know NoFace, it make me sick
And I ain't even know lil' Dre, but it was lit
Ayy, why you have to leave? Bibby, That's what you get
Ayy, Bibby and Teki and Nine got stretched too
Tornado Kidd comin' through to rescue
Talkin' out his face, that's who we add a K to
And I don't like them niggas who be talkin' and they ain't shoot
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Writer(s): Reginald Williams, Noah Williams
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