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K-K-Kato on the track, bitch [Hook: Jarren Benton] Bitch, we got it popping, nigga, hallelujah I woke up feeling great, nigga, hallelujah Came up out the dumps, nigga, hallelujah You know we getting to it, nigga, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Came up out the dumps, nigga, halleluja, hallelujah, hallelujah Y'all don't want these boys to bring them problems to ya [Verse 1: Jarren Benton] Yeah, Benton season Getting sloppy toppy, while I'm sipping riesling Foreign hoes, one North Korean, that's Kato's sister Bitch, I'm sicker than Adolf Hitler, the K gon' lift ya Pain in the ass, like an anal blister I kill a rapper, let the angels get ya Then I walk around and just strangle niggas Age of Ultron, nigga, I hold guns The arms are Voltron, the sword is Shogun Absorbing protons, distorting organs My dick is four tons, fucking moron A fucking four blood, the fork in your lungs One abortion, that’s unimportant My daddy left, that's like a fucking orphan Letras de cancionesGet Casper, crashing in the Aston Martin Yeah, that's Aston Martin Word to Tommy, Cole, Pam, and Martins Smoking space rocks, with a band of Martians Eat everything ‘cause this bastard’s starving And if it's three stripes, then Imma probably cop it Your bread short, like Polly Pocket You weak, nigga, you should probably stop it When you invest in money, we gon' probably profit Don't fuck with me, then I'll fuck with y'all Niggas praying on my downfall, I duke at niggas, shoot a fire ball Out my palm, I bust through the fire wall Free my nigga Flick James, bitch I'm always on that Rick James shit This FV, we set the trends and y'all fuck boys on that same shit [Hook: Jarren Benton] [Verse 2: SwizZz] Hallelujah, fucking loser, howdy, Jarren, toss me the Ruger I scrub my ass with a purple loofa Got a few cucumbers inside my juicers So, hey, girl, come take a sip of this shit If you dumb, it's the tip of my dick Like it, or love it, I'm rushing, I'm busting My enemies better get sick Five-O, I am on the grind, fuck is on your mind Here I'm talking, but I ain't got time, my girl left, but that's fine Nobody’s tripping, you made the decision Wait 'til I catch the new nigga slipping Thought I told you shit now is different I pop a matic, get itching, look Holding it steady, ready, let me get loose This is something I do daily Too many people going crazy, zany Losing their minds, so I strap on my safety, yup I burn this shit down You see where I'm going, so now you start to come around Fuck you, you had your shot Now sit back and witness, I climb to the top, bitch Shut the fuck up, I'm paranoid and I'm buzzing My homies now, I can't trust them Betrayal's now the new custom The pain is deep, but I'm accustomed At the end of the day, I still love them No space for hate in my heart, that can wait in the dark Funk Volume, we coming, hallelujah [Hook: Jarren Benton] [Verse 3: Dizzy Wright] ... [Hook: Jarren Benton] From Letras Mania