Concussions Lyrics – Lud Foe
Singer: Lud Foe
Title: Concussions
Gang
Young street n#gg#
Young street n#gg#
Young street n#gg#
Gang [gang
Woah Woah Woah
Since I f#cked the game up, they tryna f#ck my name up
You call the police if you want, but you know they can’t tame us
My old hoes hate my new ways cause I came up
We’re old poles weak as new bodies b#tch we dangerous
My rich b#tch make a broke b#tch get a change up
We cut her up, left the paramedics picking brains up
We got the chain and we got the things get a change up
The white sh#t I searched for make the fiends veins blow up
I walk mad as my designer, I got mix matched route
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