Freestyle - Kant, Sid

On these old harbor lawns

Me and Juan steady hopping borders just to get caught and sent back to mom

Smoke them kush nuggets and then it’s on

Bust threw with that AK And my turbin going (lalala) Sadam Hussein

Who saying we ain’t the damn thang

Ain’t shit change

And your bitch ass is clapping yes I guess we make it rain

Cutting slashes

In the back of asses

Of bitches we smashing

No questions asking

Yes we make it happen

Some might call this shit raping

I call this shit passion

Run up with my pack itching and scratching

It’s just me and my pack of uhh fuck it you don’t need to know us

Just don’t see me in a dark alley cause bitch I’m Dracula

Chop ya up

In the blender and throw your ass in the aqueducts

I just want money, bitches, pussy I don’t ask for much

Oops I forgot my weed

I need that green I bleed that’s greed

Sniffing blow got me bout to sneeze

Ahchoo please

Hop off these

Nuts

Fuck your bitch and now she to attached always wanting to touch

But

All I wanted was a nut bust the I put so much nut in her gut till her gut bust

Then I kick her to the curb in the rain and let her turn orange like rust does

Bitch