🎵 Bound // by Kyle Richh

4 ContributorsBound Lyrics [Verse 1: Kyle Richh] If I miss, like I'ma send him again (Glah-glah, boom) Drillin' and drillin', we bend him again When I shoot, please don't tell me I shitted again Like, .30's look better, we shoot 'til we miss Too lit, don't care 'bout no bitch (Like, what) I'm on the block, don't run, don't trip Got the Glock on my hip and I'm sendin' out six One false move and I'm lettin' it fly Last opp felt tough, he got put in the sky (glah-glah, boom) Free all the gang that is puttin' in pain Said, I'm lettin' it rain if you touch one of mines, like Shit gon' get wet if I get my Beretta And I'm lettin' that three to his eye, bitch Uppin' that metal, I'm sendin' out sеven My lighter like Fourth of July, what? Thе bitches, they love me, like (gang) Said, we not a thing, go and jack that I'm on your block with a mask and a dad hat Send shots on Sev through Cash App [?] nigga, these niggas be drid Lil' thotty, you know I'ma tap that She want the 'migos, the 42 better, the liquor is hittin' her māthā I'ma puff, puff, puff, don't pass that Legend in spot, and he's screamin' out, ''[?]'' Said it's KR Da G, I'm on D like McGee Said, I'm chasin' the cheese like a lab rat Too smacked, she done for the night Bullets gon' hit him like Manny I got the shh on the side of my fanny Throwin' and throwin', I feel like Manny [Verse 2: Mo Kartii] Told KR, ''Come big on the knockers'' Spot us a opp and a body gon' flock 'em And I swear to my mother y'all jackin' the other These niggas be [?] and plottin' (grrah, grrah, boom) I sent you a drop, stop floppin' Likin' for clothes, why these niggas be shoppin'? Nigga, where is your grip? Put on my suit I swear on my mothers we'll rock him Now I'm stirrin' the pot (Glah) Facebook bitch, these bitches be thots (These bitches be thots) Niggas be [?] why you jackin? You hot What is not ready and [?] a thot (gang, gang, gang) Spinnin' and spinnin', I'm spinnin' that block Suck my dick, yeah, go for the opps (glah-glah, boom) Niggas be mad 'cause they bitch on the spot How you gon' clap for a bitch with a bop, like, like (Gang, gang, gang) Bitch, make it make sense I was outside, spin in a Benz Bitch on the block, kick all your friends, like This beef, I know where they sent Shout out my shooter, he back on his trends (baow, baow, baow) Sendin' some shots and I'm givin' it ten This Kartii lil' bitch and I did it again (This Kartii bitch) [Outro: Mo Kartii] 41, bitch Gang, gang, gang