Over And Over

[Intro]

Next one I'm bringing in right now yeah

I say it's kind of emotional - So listen carefully

This is what we go through every day

And it seems like the same thing keeps going on

Whether it's shotting drugs, getting by on a 9 to 5 or straight greazing the roads

This is how we're going in yeah

[Hook: Krept, Konan]

Still let it pop, still with the Luger

Still with the dogs, still with the shooters

Same shit (Same shit, over and over)

Still with the clique, still on the grind

Still with the clip, still with the nine

Same shit (Same shit, over and over)

Still with my dons, still with the OG's

Still got a gun, still got my own heat

Same shit (Same shit, over and over)

Still I'm spitting with Krept

Still I'm spitting with Kones

Still we're spitting with reds

(Same shit, over and over)

[Verse 1: Konan]

Down for the quick cheese

Got your girlfriend getting down like I'm big [?]

No clothes, yeah let's touch down for the striptease

Quick [?] now she's got a mouthful of pitneys

Body on the front, round town in my logo

And I'm taking the drug pounds and the brick keys

What goes around comes around like a frisbee

So I squeeze down and the pound put you six deep

Digging deep down in the ground, you'll be ghost more

Soul near the sky with the clouds and the ozone

Squeeze down, copper tip rounds if you roll close

Ain't got nutting but clowns in your postcode

Body on the front, round town in my logo

[?] better get down, get your dome blown

White gold chain on your neck

Hit him in the throat with the pound, turn it rose gold

Right now put the mic down 'cause the throne's Kones

All black strally in the back of the taxi

Clap that, leave you with more than a coco

Girlfriend tell me calm down 'cause I'm loco

Stunt on, you get jumped on if you hold dough

Can't stop staring at the ring, call me Frodo

Hole in your head same size as a polo

Mac take off the left side of your Polo

[Hook: Krept, Konan]

Still let it pop, still with the Luger

Still with the dogs, still with the shooters

Same shit (Same shit, over and over)

Still with the clique, still on the grind

Still with the clip, still with the nine

Same shit (Same shit, over and over)

Still with my dons, still with the OG's

Still got a gun, still got my own heat

Same shit (Same shit, over and over)

Still I'm spitting with Krept

Still I'm spitting with Kones

Still we're spitting with reds

(Same shit, over and over)

[Verse 2: Krept]

Bullets come out of hand 'til we clip dem

Click comes out in my hand so we stick that

Shit comes out of the stick and into your wig

You prick, and aim where you think

I jump out the whip on the block you linger round

Niggas drop when I hit that pound

You'll be injured, ouch

Left on the strip with the docs to fix your crown

My fifth all over your back

I'll clap my stick all over your hat

Clicks all over the map

Clips all over my back

I'll have my stick all over your trap

I'll have your shit all over your pants

I'll have your wig all over the flat

Point blank, have your image all over the strap

I'll have a nigga six foot deeper

When I creep up on a ejiat with a heater

Squeeze, I'll have a boy looking like a retard

Have your head rocking like a seesaw

Squeeze off, something getting stuck in the faggot

Squeeze off, something getting stuck in your Adam's

I'm G'd off, no rebore so nothing getting stuck in my cannon

[Hook: Krept, Konan]

Still let it pop, still with the Luger

Still with the dogs, still with the shooters

Same shit (Same shit, over and over)

Still with the clique, still on the grind

Still with the clip, still with the nine

Same shit (Same shit, over and over)

Still with my dons, still with the OG's

Still got a gun, still got my own heat

Same shit (Same shit, over and over)

Still I'm spitting with Krept

Still I'm spitting with Kones

Still we're spitting with reds

(Same shit, over and over)

[Outro]

And yeah I hear that man

Same shit over and over

It's fucked up