Maxo Kream - Bissonnet Lyrics

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Bissonnet

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What Are The Lyrics For Bissonnet By Maxo Kream?
Emeks, come here man, sit down man
Get that gansta shit off your head man, what's wrong with you man? That blue bandanna man, what does that mean? Take it off, take it all- you see all of that gangsta shit? Put it on the side man, we gonna have some real conversation Father to son Do you understand what I'm trying to tell you? I had my pops inside my life, but right now that shit don't matter He been locked up most my life, so I feel just like a bastard Police kickin' in my door, threw my momma on the floor HPD took my pops, I bought a heat, hit the block I was in them streets like speed bump, potholes, V12-auto Forgiato Balenciaga, no red bottoms, I don't rock no Ferragamos I was Maxo Kream, El Chapo, dodgin' narcs, get you knocked off Black suburban swervin' make me nervous when I'm making drop offs Used to handle rock like hot sauce, call the hot sauce get you knocked off He ain't got no chill, he kill for real, and he gon' blow your top off G63, I took the top off, bitch with me she took her top off Dick ain't hard, she sucked me on, soft hole-in-one, her mouth like Tiger Forever 'n ever, not sober, the city of double cuppers We beefin' this place and mothafuck you, your sister, your brother I'm clutching gun in my holster, Beretta wet 'em like coasters They shot my pops and my brother, so I slide with choppas like butter Pop toasters, let go my ego, for pesos get you a halo Locked up my pops and took my brother, so my daddy was my mother Hit the stove, stealin' candy, got grown, start servin' Xannies Momma told me hit the do', she ain't want dope around the family Moved in with my grandma, servin' grannies at my grannies Momma couldn't stand me, say I act just like my daddy Fist fighting Pirus, I hit the school with the Ruger Had to take my fifty too, and hopped on Five-Deuce Hoover I was a young nigga in the streets, I ain't know nothin' Ain't no big homie tell me shit, own my own thuggin' Bad ass, acting up in class, I ain't learn nothin' Reminisce on my first lick, a hit for four onions I turned that four into a sixteen, and now I'm road running, hey Trap house scorchin', use the stove and the oven Every time I stashed it in the house, my brother stole from me And I was down bad, and off my ass, nobody rode for me, hey I was broke bummy, wasn't havin' no money, ay Ran the check up, now you wanna hold somethin', hey Two Glocks, fifty shots, that's a whole hunnid Hit a nigga with two fifties, call it change for a hunnid |
Who Wrote Bissonnet By Maxo Kream?
Afolabi Osinulu, Angelo Bond, Brandon Banks, Emekwandem Ogugua Biosah, Kal Banx
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What's The Duration Of The Bissonnet By Maxo Kream?The duration of Bissonnet is 2:23 minutes and seconds. |
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