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Konrad Abramowicz
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Konrad OldMoney
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Letras
If you ainʼt heard me yet, youʼre missin' out
Youʼre really missin' out
If you ainʼt heard me yet youʼre missin' out
Youʼre really missin' out
A daywalker and a night crawler
My blade sharper and my knifes longer
This artistry has been my lifeʼs honor
I can see the dirt ring around your blue collar
I was built for the throne not an amateur
Rhyming like a fucken vicious agitated animal
Spiteful arrogant barbarian
With enough dope to keep American idols on Heroine
Forgot to mention my machete
That I use for prohibition style beheadings
Colder been a loner, been a soldier
Notorious for spinning motherfuckers out there loafers
In my shoes you wouldnʼt last a day
Iʼm the shit, you just gas being passed away
Basket case, fuck around and bash your face
Acid spray like a bitch strapped with mace
If you ainʼt heard me yet, youʼre missin' out
Youʼre really missin' out
If you ainʼt heard me yet, youʼre missin' out
Youʼre really missin' out
If you ainʼt heard me yet, youʼre missin' out
Youʼre really missin' out
If you ainʼt heard me yet, youʼre missin' out
Youʼre really missin' out
Catch a fade, hit you with the vastest waves
Black magic Iʼll turn you into ashes, aye
Turn you into dust, listen up, you heard the jig is up
Promethazine inside of sippy cups
Grip a blicky that could prolly flip a mothafucken city bus
Finish up, hoe, Iʼm in a rush
Yeah, Iʼm cookin' on a spoon hot
Told 'em I'ma soon pop
****, I be higher than a space cadet on moon rocks
Sick I need a flu shot and I got a few ops
Bms in my dms guess I got a couple new thots
Pulling bitches ever since I was first grader
Right around the time I got my very first hater
**** playin' gangsta strike him out of anger
Hangin' with his donkey booty thotty watching neighbors
And look, if you donʼt show me mad respect
I'ma snap ya neck
Like a skater when he cracks his deck
If you ainʼt heard me yet, youʼre missin' out
Youʼre really missin' out
If you ainʼt heard me yet, youʼre missin' out
Youʼre really missin' out
If you ainʼt heard me yet, youʼre missin' out
Youʼre really missin' out
If you ainʼt heard me yet, youʼre missin' out
Youʼre really missin' out
Written by: Konrad Abramowicz