Efil - Kenny lyrics

[Verse 1: Efil] What im smoking got yo b**h open. Codeine in my soda, you f** n***as don't want it What im smoking got yo b**h open. Codeine in my soda, you f** n***as don't want it No game boy but im focused. My handheld that 40 I pa** the sh** to my brody, he take a shot like Kobe I'm on the block, O'Neal. Jermaine and Shaq Ho when im aiming that y'all better fall the f** back Puff, pa**. I be smoked out. Tell them hoes bounce Chunk the deuce to the bando, that's my old house. Dropped out. f** the teacher, got these hoes giving me brains Went from trying to maintain then i came up on some change Now im kush cooling with yo b**h in a old school, the windows tent I'm so Flint, that stoned sir. Mind tricks how that dome work I'm blowing purp. Patron surfing Turned up, that silver dude Showing off my tattoos, reason why yo main choose I done risked it all so i can't lose and done came through in that Shang Tsung Chameleon paint. I'm real you ain't Yellow b**h, Hilary Banks. Gas pack, no empty tank im at the pump on that sour diesel My clip long, my circle small I don't f** with a lot of people, that's real [Hook: Efil] Future bright but my thoughts dark Kinda off, no talk b**h im all heart Chopper finish what his mouth start Don't make me take one of yo n***as out like south park. (You ba*tards) Future bright but my thoughts dark Kind of off, no talk b**h im all heart Chopper finish what his mouth start Dont make me take one of yo n***as out like south park [Verse 2: Efil] Call this beat Kenny, i k**ed it. Too trippy, no feelings 4/20 that's everyday. Cartier on my lenses. I go too hard on these b**hes throwing hundreds, fiftys That Nuvo got her frisky so im s**ing on them titties Told her bust that p**y open No discussion, is we f**ing? No cuffing, i don't love 'em. Its nothing, we thugging Got that cranium and she skulling Her head game retard I just want the mouthpiece so you can keep the V Card She slobbing like a Saint Bernard. I popped a bean and im rolling My shades dark cuz my eyes red. I'm high as hell and they know it Keep gold on me like Trojan. I'm hot and cold, bipolar She got three holes, keep something in them That s*ut must like bowling. I'm twisting up the strongest, that's Hercules and Kimbo. Sipping lean, slow it down. Pa** the cup and she sip slow T hat a** up til my dick broke. Throw it back like Pinky Smoking on that stinky, i make this sh** look easy b**h [Hook] [Verse 3: Beezy] Shoot first and ask questions later Rob now and get paper later You can catch me in a whip, same color as the Lakers Riding with some shakers Four four acre homes straight up out of Texas Where n***as drive reckless Bull horns in front of they Lexus. Peeling out Let them with they mouth wide, the 5th wheel is out Young B bumping screw when im peeling out. Beezy Oh my god, they've k**ed Kenny You ba*tards!!!