Kerser
On Da Move
Never forget who the king of the shit
I can make your eyes hurt with the flick of my wrist
Swag out proper it's ridiculous shit
Cricket bat to your head, yeah, I hit it for six
None sicker than this, I write rhymes over any style
Reppin' ABK and fuckin' oath, it's been a while
My lyrics are skill, It's going [?] I'm ill
Drinkin' beer and I chill after eatin' a pill
Woah, so irrelevant put me in the quarantine
Rap a circle 'round rappers, we all got a dream
Got out my [?] fuckin' Gucci shirt
Never lackin', I got enemies until alert
You should see when I pull up in my [?]
It's my second one, I treat em' like a [?]
Type a cunt you never see them in the same clothes
10 racks on the footy, what's the pain bro?
On Da move [?]
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