World Series Lyrics - General Admission - Machine Gun Kelly

Kells... 

Who the fuck wanna wit um 

We ball like Indians at the World Series 8th inning 

I'm gone I'm rolling with Nicole Kidman 

I hit the pussy like a bong, fuck show business 

We in the jungle with the guerrillas 

We in the streets with the 4 wheelers 

Don't speak I am no witness 

You got beef put a end till you talk like long sentence period 

Motherfucker I'm serious 

Who's you're favorite rapper, I'm curious? 

He ain't living out them words 

He ain't used machine gun burst in the trap cause his ass got murked 

I'm talking in the 3rd 

I'm talking to a stealer and he ain't from the burgh 

You talking to a Cleveland motherfucker in the first 

So you better not get on my nerves, biatch 

I need herb tho, keep me moving like turtle 

Keep me seeing this purple 

Keep it banging like Kirko 

Work something, Twerk something 

Bitch fuck me now she worth something 

Gas tank on E, it worth nothing 

Try to stunt on me the worst coming 

Motherfuckers gonna need some plumbing I am the shit 

I feel like eating something, feed my stomach, give me a rapper, make it 100, fuck give em the hubble telescope, they couldn't see the younging... 

No, fuck it let em get a lil something, bring em to the block do a lil stuntin, that ain't nothing 

Ery where I go I'm putting on I ain't bluffing, Ery where I go I'm putting on, Bitch I run it. Kells 

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This song got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (thug life)... 

Picture me rolling x3 

This song got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (Thug life) 

Picture me rolling, x3 

Picture me rich 

Picture everybody wit a pic of me hangin on the wall like prince 

Picture your favorite R&B singer lookin at a picture on her phone Of my big Ol dick 

Picture me living like Biggie, the real Frank White I'm the king of my city 

Picture all this starting out as a dream, staring at a picture of Martin Luther King, that's my reaction 

Trying to make it happen from rapping. Trying to avoid me a casket Half of my kin-folk caught up in traffic from trapping... 

My whole squad will turn to a fraction cause Tony Montana rite up the block from us tho, it's hard not to get caught up in its at all... 

Hard not to ball. Sales for yayo to jail then someone goes talk to the law 

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Please God tell me it ain't true, tell me name on that paper work ain't you 

If you ain't snitching then why is you home, stupid decision bitch better get gone, 3 in the morning, I can't get rest so turn over pick up that 38 special, you bust in my door, then I bust in your neck hoe 25 stranded on death row... 

This song got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (thug life) 

Picture me rolling x3 

This song got a motherfucker feeling like pac tho, (Thug life) 

Picture me rolling, x3...