Lyrics Yakuza - SK , King Dewdrop

Pussy bitches want the smoke
Looking at me like a joke
Saying that they in for life
But they wouldn′t go for broke
He a bitch boy, thinking he a big boy
Just 'cuz he got guns and he plays around with big toys
Driving fast whips on the gram like he a rich boy
Using daddy′s money just to flex a little bit more
Thinking he a gangster but he don't know what the clips for
Only clips he's shooting is some promo with his click, lord
Still he be saying I′m shit
Man the audacity up in this bitch
Still he be saying I ain′t got a flow
But his girl dripping all over this dick
That means it's flowing like water, water
Same way I′m rapping and making these hits
I walk in the house and it's slaughter, slaughter
But I ain′t 5'9" or Joell Ortiz
Damn, bitches be screaming SK is the man
Everytime coming with heat ′cuz I can
Get up and murder a beat, then go back to sleep, then wake up and do it again
Fam
Nobody's safe, hell I don't leave no witness
If you act shady, I might just go crazy, I′m running this shit like fitness

King of the flu that sick kid
Incubate motherfucking business
Cardiac couldn′t handle beat
So a thousand beeps' what I′m hearing
Oil jaw on rendez voi
Pre-p-pare for dicking
Blow the backbone of yo head
KD SK be pushing limits
We're killing the G O A T masters with no pistol swing
Gun ′em down
Bitchass, we don't need somebody meddling
Rap culture vultures
As we′re snacking on that melanin
Fuck Vlaams
Engels als de basis wij zijn slecht gezind
Fie fa foes where the hoes at
Thinking they the pillars but bro
They broos, e, no cap
Why you tryna blow, you don't know rap
Picadilly clothes we wearing what's soaked in show sweat