Ksi Tommy Gun Lyrics

Oh man
What are you doing? What are you doing man

Call me a motherf_cking loser
But know I don't give a f_ck
Tell Zoella that this n_gga f_cks better than a Lex Steele d_ck flying in like a firetruck
(What the f_ck man)
I'ma care free n_gga
Pretty sure my money bigger
Lemme show you better days wid a long d_ck n_gga
(What the f_ck)
Now I've said my piece on the matter
I'm ready for chatter my aura getting Badder and badder
But then still, there is not a single man I worship
N_gga going in like Schumacher on a circuit
Knowledge in the verses Anger In the curses
Done with all the people thinking
They're a better person
Clickbaitin' news
Headlining for the pay check
So I'ma tell 'em f_ck you
'Cause I'm Done with all fallacies
Why they always @ing me
I'ma kill em all
Like I'm Mickey and the Mallory
Yeah yeah yeah
(Ah sh_t man, ugh)

Bet you thought I was done n_gga
I'ma blow you all away when I'm done n_gga
Gold diggers wanna play get f_cked n_gga
If you don't wanna f_ck, don't come n_gga
Cause I'm tired of blue balls and dumb calls
Don't give away my number you dumb cunt
I'm like Battlefront, or maybe Battlefield
Either way I'm f_cking up the COD cause I'm a better build
I'm like Carl Lewis winning doing track and field
Win in any field
Watch this n_gga proceed
Everyday everyday ondele on my way to snatch your day like overtime
Superbowl 51
Taking your number one
I hit like the mafia when shooting the Tommy Gun
This ain't a funny one
Running like Bolt when he hearing the Tommy Gun
Know when I do this I'm aiming everyone
(Jesus Christ man, think we're gonna need to talk about this)