Leaf Hurricane School Shooter by King Soup Lyrics
[Hook: King Soup]
Niggas talk crazy & then I pull up
Pole to his chin like a Pull Up
You know what happens right? When I pull up?
Somebody come get these niggas a Pull-Up
Cause we putting shit bags on em
New Glock with a pawn shop tag on it
Double Drum look like a porn star ass on it
I be running up with that thick bitch
Ay, I pop eyes with that biscuit
Got a stick in the whip, Not a stick shift
My niggas on they blood & they crip shit
Go Beyblades with AKs, I rip shit
They think this Naruto, this shit kick back
[Verse: King Soup]
I’m the board, Niggas Stanley, I lay shit flat
Put that boy in a hole like my name Yelnats
Have them calling for your name but you can’t yell back
Bitch I be creeping
Nina on my hip like my bitch on the weekend
40 with a dick, pull it out get to freaking
You think I won’t shoot shit? My nigga you tweaking
I let it ring like my phone when I’m cheating
Let it sing like my bitch when we fucking
You know I ain’t going for nothing
Like Limbo, I raise up that pole niggas ducking
Like Call of Duty how I be shooting shit
Disturbing peace with this 40, they say it’s ludicrous
These bullets for everybody, I don’t care who you with
Glock like Ciroc, Im sending shots on my school shooter shit
FBI they on my ass, in the Jag no I won’t crash
I skurt off and do the dash, ain’t no bail bitch I got cash
With my dog he keep that metal, just like Goddard gotta blast
You got a daughter I’mma smash, Them hollows follow leave a rash
Pull up get to bussing, bitch its no discussion
Think I’m in a band I’m making noise with this percussion
He think he the man? I do that boy like David Ruffin
He thought I was bluffing? Treat this like No Russians
He thought he was fly, I wet him up now he a puffin
Brains into stuffing, I turn his insides to a muffin
Bro caught a body and beat the case because it’s nothing
I caught a body and beat the case, said we was hunting
[Hook: King Soup]
Niggas talk crazy & then I pull up
Pole to his chin like a Pull Up
You know what happens right when I pull up
Somebody come get these niggas a Pull-Up
Cause we putting shit bags on them
New Glock with a pawn shop tag on it
Double Drum look like a porn star ass on it
I be running up with that thick bitch
Ay, I pop eyes with that biscuit
Got a stick in the whip, Not a stick shift
My niggas on they blood & they crip shit
Go Beyblades with AKs, I rip shit
They think this Naruto, this shit kick
Niggas talk crazy & then I pull up
Pole to his chin like a Pull Up
You know what happens right? When I pull up?
Somebody come get these niggas a Pull-Up
Cause we putting shit bags on em
New Glock with a pawn shop tag on it
Double Drum look like a porn star ass on it
I be running up with that thick bitch
Ay, I pop eyes with that biscuit
Got a stick in the whip, Not a stick shift
My niggas on they blood & they crip shit
Go Beyblades with AKs, I rip shit
They think this Naruto, this shit kick back
[Verse: King Soup]
I’m the board, Niggas Stanley, I lay shit flat
Put that boy in a hole like my name Yelnats
Have them calling for your name but you can’t yell back
Bitch I be creeping
Nina on my hip like my bitch on the weekend
40 with a dick, pull it out get to freaking
You think I won’t shoot shit? My nigga you tweaking
I let it ring like my phone when I’m cheating
Let it sing like my bitch when we fucking
You know I ain’t going for nothing
Like Limbo, I raise up that pole niggas ducking
Like Call of Duty how I be shooting shit
Disturbing peace with this 40, they say it’s ludicrous
These bullets for everybody, I don’t care who you with
Glock like Ciroc, Im sending shots on my school shooter shit
FBI they on my ass, in the Jag no I won’t crash
I skurt off and do the dash, ain’t no bail bitch I got cash
With my dog he keep that metal, just like Goddard gotta blast
You got a daughter I’mma smash, Them hollows follow leave a rash
Pull up get to bussing, bitch its no discussion
Think I’m in a band I’m making noise with this percussion
He think he the man? I do that boy like David Ruffin
He thought I was bluffing? Treat this like No Russians
He thought he was fly, I wet him up now he a puffin
Brains into stuffing, I turn his insides to a muffin
Bro caught a body and beat the case because it’s nothing
I caught a body and beat the case, said we was hunting
[Hook: King Soup]
Niggas talk crazy & then I pull up
Pole to his chin like a Pull Up
You know what happens right when I pull up
Somebody come get these niggas a Pull-Up
Cause we putting shit bags on them
New Glock with a pawn shop tag on it
Double Drum look like a porn star ass on it
I be running up with that thick bitch
Ay, I pop eyes with that biscuit
Got a stick in the whip, Not a stick shift
My niggas on they blood & they crip shit
Go Beyblades with AKs, I rip shit
They think this Naruto, this shit kick