JET GRiND RADiO by City Morgue Lyrics
[Intro: SosMula]
Ewok
Are you ready kids?
Aye aye, Captain
I can't hear you
[Verse 1: SosMula]
(Mula)
I just poured a sixteen in the Sprite, overdose (Po' up)
Cooking bricks, selling bricks of coke and dope (Work)
Pussy rapper always lie, Pinocchio (Fuck outta here)
Mami jump up on this dick and roller coast (Slide)
[Verse 2: ZillaKami]
I fuck your bitch, for a little bit, she be on my dick (Okay)
Hit a lick, fuck the sentences, ain't scared to do a bid (Wassup?)
Break your teeth, fuck your concert, bitch, I'll skate across the V (Okay)
Niggas see, that your mixtape isn't shit without a Z
Fr1ny on the track
[Verse 3: SosMula]
Niggas caught me lackin', had the chance, they should've bodied me (Blaow)
Turn this shit to [?], it started out a robbery (Gimme that)
Fuck this rap shit, I'll take your chain, still catching robberies (Blaow)
Man these niggas pussy, they ain't fuckin' with me honestly (Fuck outta here)
[Verse 4: ZillaKami]
On my block, you a dub
And I don't pop with dubs
'Round here, you don't get no love
'Cause niggas know what's up
Revolver, keep it snub
And keep it in the cut
Turn your clique into dust
Without a fuckin' fuss
[Chorus: Zillakami]
Fuck life, fuck love, give stitches (Woah)
And fuck fame, fuck hoes, kill niggas (Woah)
And get high, touch the sky, Jimi Hendrix (Woah)
And sell crack, sell dope, get richer (Okay, okay)
[Verse 5: SosMula]
I keep the banana clips, you stupid, playin' ape shit (Rrah)
We just do bukkake hoodies, we don't do that BAPE shit
Take the bricks up out the wrapper, get the hammer, break it (Fish scale)
Whip it in the pot and watch it turn into a space ship (Mula)
[Verse 6: ZillaKami]
Ayy, nigga, what's up
And gun down when a nigga try to run up
Them fuck niggas always talkin' with they chin up
Until I break it, leave your boyfriend defenseless
And layin' in the fuckin' street, bitch
[Verse 7: SosMula]
I feel like I'm Meechy, Southwest T, shoutout to BMF (BMF)
Me and Kami got them bust down grills, them shits on VVS (Bling)
All this blood be drippin' from my shoes, them Loubs on PMS
Pop up on your block and shoot that shit up on a BMX (Rrah)
[Verse 8: ZillaKami]
Dreads and the golds, like I'm ready for a lick (Yeah)
A Benz and a Rolls, ready to take out your bitch (Yeah)
I'm whipping up the water like tsunami on my wrist (Okay)
I'm whipping out the pot like semi-automatic, R.I.P (Okay)
[Chorus: Zillakami]
Fuck life, fuck love, give stitches
And fuck fame, fuck hoes, kill niggas (Woah)
And get high, touch the sky, Jimi Hendrix (Woah)
And sell crack, sell dope, get richer (Okay, okay)
[Outro: ZillaKami]
Fr1ny on the track
Brr
Yeah
Ewok
Are you ready kids?
Aye aye, Captain
I can't hear you
[Verse 1: SosMula]
(Mula)
I just poured a sixteen in the Sprite, overdose (Po' up)
Cooking bricks, selling bricks of coke and dope (Work)
Pussy rapper always lie, Pinocchio (Fuck outta here)
Mami jump up on this dick and roller coast (Slide)
[Verse 2: ZillaKami]
I fuck your bitch, for a little bit, she be on my dick (Okay)
Hit a lick, fuck the sentences, ain't scared to do a bid (Wassup?)
Break your teeth, fuck your concert, bitch, I'll skate across the V (Okay)
Niggas see, that your mixtape isn't shit without a Z
Fr1ny on the track
[Verse 3: SosMula]
Niggas caught me lackin', had the chance, they should've bodied me (Blaow)
Turn this shit to [?], it started out a robbery (Gimme that)
Fuck this rap shit, I'll take your chain, still catching robberies (Blaow)
Man these niggas pussy, they ain't fuckin' with me honestly (Fuck outta here)
[Verse 4: ZillaKami]
On my block, you a dub
And I don't pop with dubs
'Round here, you don't get no love
'Cause niggas know what's up
Revolver, keep it snub
And keep it in the cut
Turn your clique into dust
Without a fuckin' fuss
[Chorus: Zillakami]
Fuck life, fuck love, give stitches (Woah)
And fuck fame, fuck hoes, kill niggas (Woah)
And get high, touch the sky, Jimi Hendrix (Woah)
And sell crack, sell dope, get richer (Okay, okay)
[Verse 5: SosMula]
I keep the banana clips, you stupid, playin' ape shit (Rrah)
We just do bukkake hoodies, we don't do that BAPE shit
Take the bricks up out the wrapper, get the hammer, break it (Fish scale)
Whip it in the pot and watch it turn into a space ship (Mula)
[Verse 6: ZillaKami]
Ayy, nigga, what's up
And gun down when a nigga try to run up
Them fuck niggas always talkin' with they chin up
Until I break it, leave your boyfriend defenseless
And layin' in the fuckin' street, bitch
[Verse 7: SosMula]
I feel like I'm Meechy, Southwest T, shoutout to BMF (BMF)
Me and Kami got them bust down grills, them shits on VVS (Bling)
All this blood be drippin' from my shoes, them Loubs on PMS
Pop up on your block and shoot that shit up on a BMX (Rrah)
[Verse 8: ZillaKami]
Dreads and the golds, like I'm ready for a lick (Yeah)
A Benz and a Rolls, ready to take out your bitch (Yeah)
I'm whipping up the water like tsunami on my wrist (Okay)
I'm whipping out the pot like semi-automatic, R.I.P (Okay)
[Chorus: Zillakami]
Fuck life, fuck love, give stitches
And fuck fame, fuck hoes, kill niggas (Woah)
And get high, touch the sky, Jimi Hendrix (Woah)
And sell crack, sell dope, get richer (Okay, okay)
[Outro: ZillaKami]
Fr1ny on the track
Brr
Yeah