KDK Freestyle

Where you going
Detroit, motherfuckers
Thought they can gank us
Not here

What the fuck is wrong with you
Get your fucking hands off me
I ain't tell you no more, Dre
You ain't nothing but a killer, man

And so are you
Pauliero, stop playing with these niggas
Bitch, I'm back
I feel like Tom Brady

Throwing dots on the opps
Call me Dr. J
White hoods, oh shit
I just dropped the K

All y'all do is dick suck
May I fucking Gay high as hell
Jump off the plane, front of face eighth
All y'all do is internet talk

Bitch see me face to face
Popped you and y'all brothers
Man, that's a double case
All you niggas bitches, all upper case

My finger fucks the glock, I make that nigga lean and rock away
Hit him with the chopper, make that nigga do the Macarena
Feel like I'm playing 2K
I got max shooting badges

And y'all niggas creeping
I don't play no more
Nigga, fuck I'm talking about
Hold on, walkie, start the bitch back over

I just put a 8th to red
Man, I'm fucking pissed
Niggas talking crazy, I don't shoot you and your fucking shit
Bitches KDK, run this big, big chops, big sticks

2-2-3's, hollow tips
Glockies with the fucking tits
Bitch we smoking opps we going hit for hit
You talking all this shit, don't be mad

if i fuck your bitch
Fuck da opps nigga



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