Kyle Richh 41 Freestyle Lyrics

[Intro]
(Kyle Richh, I really love you)
Glah
(On the beat, you already know how we rockin')
Like

[Chorus]
Shooters get shot if a shooters get shot
Glah, I'm lettin' it fly
We let it off like the fourth of July
Put the beam on his face, caught the shots her eye
Like, why she a thot? Got no pride
Bro got the shorts, put the gun in my size
The gun jam up, he get beat with the .9
Like, gun go, glah, glah, glah
Got a beam on this pack, don't run
[?] got hit 'cause he had no gun
Like, opp thot don't stop 'til I cum
Bro got the .9, can't beat with thе drum
Like, f*ck it
I'ma up it and dump it in public
**** boy that she drummin'
Told bro, ''Don't stop, keep dumpin'', glah, glah, glah
[Verse]
Got a mop and a Glock with a one
Your mans is a fraud, hе was dead on the scene, like
Ge gon' jump when I flock out the beam
Got put in a box, [?]
[?] a side with a tee
Your bitch is a thot, she gon' mop up a puddle
He tried to box, caught the shot at his knuckle
Headshot, get popped like a bubble
Glock with a beam, put a dot on his buckle
Can't kick don't works, f*ck you
Bitches get shot too, right through the frontal
Like brodie might slide through the front too
Like, smokin' a opp, Gumbo
.30's look better, we screamin', 'Don't run bro'', like
I got the bucks, Antetokounmpo
Bitch is a leg, but she know that she cute though, like Still [?]K, we don't do this for clout, like
Bitch, I'm alone with my chrome
Head tap, one in the dome
Gun jam up, he get beat with the pole
Niggas see me then they switch up their energy
I be feenin' to catch me a homi'
Came with a .30 and left with a body
Can't trust no bitch that's oppy
Told bro, ''Just kick that dotty'', like
Bitch, I could never switch though
Bro, why the f*ck would you spin in a fishbowl?
Lil' bro got hit through the window, like
[?] will spot 'em and flock 'em
Runnin' and duckin', he doin' the limbo
I'm really KR the general
Get off my dick or we bar where your blitz go
[Chorus]
Shooters get shot if a shooters get shot
Glah, I'm lettin' it fly
We let it off like the fourth of July
Put the beam on his face, caught the shots her eye
Like, why she a thot? Got no pride
Bro got the shorts, put the gun in my size
The gun jam up, he get beat with the .9
Like, gun go, glah, glah, glah
Got a beam on this pack, don't run
[?] got hit 'cause he had no gun
Like, opp thot don't stop 'til I cum
Bro got the .9, can't beat with the drum
Like, f*ck it
I'ma up it and dump it in public
Jenny on go, get the boy that she drummin'
Told bro, ''Don't stop, keep dumpin'', glah, glah, glah

[Outro]
(It's-It's-It's Shomii on the beat, you already know how we rockin')