World Series testo – Machine Gun Kelly

KellsWho the fuck wanna wit umWe ball like Indians at the World Series 8th inningI'm gone I'm rolling with Nicole KidmanI hit the pussy like a bong, fuck show businessWe in the jungle with the guerrillasWe in the streets with the 4 wheelersDon't speak I am no witnessYou got beef put a end till you talk like long sentence periodMotherfucker I'm seriousWho's you're favorite rapper, I'm curious?He ain't living out them wordsHe ain't used machine gun burst in the trap cause his ass got murkedI'm talking in the 3rdI'm talking to a stealer and he ain't from the burghYou talking to a Cleveland motherfucker in the firstSo you better not get on my nerves, biatchI need herb tho, keep me moving like turtleKeep me seeing this purpleKeep it banging like KirkoWork something, Twerk somethingBitch fuck me now she worth somethingGas tank on E, it worth nothingTry to stunt on me the worst comingMotherfuckers gonna need some plumbing I am the shitI feel like eating something, feed my stomach, give me a rapper, make it 100, fuck give em the hubble telescope, they couldn't see the youngingNo, fuck it let em get a lil something, bring em to the block do a lil stuntin, that ain't nothingEry where I go I'm putting on I ain't bluffing, Ery where I go I'm putting on, Bitch I run it. Kells This song got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (thug life)Picture me rolling x3This song got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (Thug life)Picture me rolling, x3 Picture me richPicture everybody wit a pic of me hangin on the wall like princePicture your favorite R&B singer lookin at a picture on her phone Of my big Ol dickPicture me living like Biggie, the real Frank White I'm the king of my cityPicture all this starting out as a dream, staring at a picture of Martin Luther King, that's my reactionTrying to make it happen from rapping. Trying to avoid me a casket Half of my kin-folk caught up in traffic from trappingMy whole squad will turn to a fraction cause Tony Montana rite up the block from us tho, it's hard not to get caught up in its at allHard not to ball. Sales for yayo to jail then someone goes talk to the lawPlease God tell me it ain't true, tell me name on that paper work ain't youIf you ain't snitching then why is you home, stupid decision bitch better get gone, 3 in the morning, I can't get rest so turn over pick up that 38 special, youbust in my door, then I bust in your neck hoe 25 stranded on death row This song got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (thug life)Picture me rolling x3This song got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (Thug life)Picture me rolling, x3

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