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Reverse (feat. Mkultra) Lyrics


Fukkit Reverse (feat. Mkultra)

[Intro: Fukkit]
Uh, yeah (Uh)
Uh, uh (Yeah), uh

[Pre-Chorus: Fukkit]
Out of touch how I feel when it press me, uh
Took the bag, when I land never check me, uh
Kinda sorry how these rappers don't impress me
Yo' main, she ingest me, I'm shooting till it's empty, uh
Swear he looking for an answer, bitch, test me, uh
Got a Glock with a dick, not a teste, uh
It's attached to my hip like a bestie
Got money, come invest it, get right, no lefty, uh

[Chorus: Fukkit]
Call 'em out, man, I had to send a message, uh
Cut him off, I don't need another friendship, uh
R.I.P., leave him dead where he resting
It's free to be distracted but my niggas pay attention, uh
Call 'em out, man, I had to send a message, uh
Cut him off, I don't need another friendship, uh
R.I.P., leave him dead where he resting
It's free to be distracted but my niggas pay attention (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Fukkit & MKULTRA]
Pouring liquor on the ground for my dead and gone
He was talking like he 'bout it, now he dead wrong
Smoking Skywalker kush like a Padawan
I could skip you niggas forward like the next song
R.I.P. Kobe, smoke in L.A.​
Passing keys, I ain't talking 'bout the valet, uh
Keeping two 16s like Valee, uh
Choppa leave you tip-toeing like ballet, uh (Ayy)

[Verse 2: MKULTRA]
On another level, I'm an E.T.​
Better put the pedal to the metal, tryna meet me (Meet me)
Talking to the [?] on the TV
Spewing all [?] so the drip is leaking (Leaking)
Got two heads, it's creepy (Uh)
I'm a monster, gotta feed me (Feed me)
Time to go to war, no treaty
Bet your vision on point when you see me (See me, uh, yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Fukkit]
Out of touch how I feel when it press me, uh
Took the bag, when I land never check me, uh
Kinda sorry how these rappers don't impress me
Yo' main, she ingest me, I'm shooting till it's empty, uh
Swear he looking for an answer, bitch, test me, uh
Got a Glock with a dick, not a teste, uh
It's attached to my hip like a bestie
Got money, come invest it, get right, no lefty, uh

[Chorus: Fukkit]
Call 'em out, man, I had to send a message, uh
Cut him off, I don't need another friendship, uh
R.I.P., leave him dead where he resting
It's free to be distracted but my niggas pay attention, uh
Call 'em out, man, I had to send a message, uh
Cut him off, I don't need another friendship, uh
R.I.P., leave him dead where he resting
It's free to be distracted but my niggas pay attention, uh
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