Concussed by George Harvey Lyrics
Start the fucking car
Let me load the fucking strap
It's a drive by shooting
And you're the one to clap
Gonna take you for a ride
I ain't got no fucking cap
Ain't no one to defend you
You ain't got your daddy Cam
I ain't no motherfucking fan
Win this duel that's my plan
All this shit I cannot stand
Yeah, yeah, yeah bitch
You're concussed
Gonna shoot you it's a hunt
Cause your such a fucking -
(woah woah woah)
Your card declined and that's true
Yeah i'm worth 2k (cash)
That's 2k more than you (insurance)
500 in the bank?
That sounds hella wank
You bragging 'bout your cash
Yet I'm here counting stacks
(moolah)
15 years of friendship and i’m throwing it down the drain
And i don’t feel any pain
Cause bitch it all the same
Your channel - Roadkill
Your music - Roadkill
July 2018 - Well...
(that’s kinda harsh, that’s kinda harsh bro)
You bragging ‘bout it like you ain’t concussed
Ain’t sounding very fussed
But yeah bitch your concussed
Yeah, yeah, yeah bitch
You’re concussed
Hit your head and now you sounding kinda fucked (jesus)
Hit me
With the monotone flow
The musics better from your bro
And you rapping kinda slow
I think they better know
That beat, that track, you don’t own
It’s from Lukexi you stole
Numbers is shit, now i’m on parole
They be asking why i’m 5 months late
I didn’t wanna seal your fate
Now I have to, now it’s game
I ain’t do it for no fame
I just do it for your shame
The group, they know my aim
Now the whole world gonna know my name
July 2018 - You hit your head
Made your channel feel shit
Made your content feel weak
Now my channel regeneration is here
And now i’m back in gear
And now the end is near
Hiding behind the screen
I got you scared like in scream
You said you wanted this battle
I’ll give it to you for free
Don’t follow me
You’re a Cam wannabe
Never working for your money
They give it to you for free
That ain’t like me
(ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!)
Let me load the fucking strap
It's a drive by shooting
And you're the one to clap
Gonna take you for a ride
I ain't got no fucking cap
Ain't no one to defend you
You ain't got your daddy Cam
I ain't no motherfucking fan
Win this duel that's my plan
All this shit I cannot stand
Yeah, yeah, yeah bitch
You're concussed
Gonna shoot you it's a hunt
Cause your such a fucking -
(woah woah woah)
Your card declined and that's true
Yeah i'm worth 2k (cash)
That's 2k more than you (insurance)
500 in the bank?
That sounds hella wank
You bragging 'bout your cash
Yet I'm here counting stacks
(moolah)
15 years of friendship and i’m throwing it down the drain
And i don’t feel any pain
Cause bitch it all the same
Your channel - Roadkill
Your music - Roadkill
July 2018 - Well...
(that’s kinda harsh, that’s kinda harsh bro)
You bragging ‘bout it like you ain’t concussed
Ain’t sounding very fussed
But yeah bitch your concussed
Yeah, yeah, yeah bitch
You’re concussed
Hit your head and now you sounding kinda fucked (jesus)
Hit me
With the monotone flow
The musics better from your bro
And you rapping kinda slow
I think they better know
That beat, that track, you don’t own
It’s from Lukexi you stole
Numbers is shit, now i’m on parole
They be asking why i’m 5 months late
I didn’t wanna seal your fate
Now I have to, now it’s game
I ain’t do it for no fame
I just do it for your shame
The group, they know my aim
Now the whole world gonna know my name
July 2018 - You hit your head
Made your channel feel shit
Made your content feel weak
Now my channel regeneration is here
And now i’m back in gear
And now the end is near
Hiding behind the screen
I got you scared like in scream
You said you wanted this battle
I’ll give it to you for free
Don’t follow me
You’re a Cam wannabe
Never working for your money
They give it to you for free
That ain’t like me
(ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!)