Kurt Hazard – Human/Alien

Kurt Hazard – Human/Alien Lyrics

Artist: Kurt Hazard
Song: Human/Alien

I hit the trap spot
I’m in the booth, whipping up like a crack pot
I hit ya shawty she act like she hit the jackpot
Pop up like wherever, pull the blicky out the stash box

I just picked the
I picked the pad lock
No n#gg# you ain’t in the field you the mascot
She say I’m even prettier in person, got her back shot

Smoking op pack, light the sh#t up f#ck a matchbox
f#ck a matchbox aye
Aye f#ck that sh#t I’m gone
Walking lick, I went and mixed the Ksubi with the Chrome

Delorean don’t touch the ground it float like a UFO
He won’t leave the crib so now we on the porch like we the gnomes
Blicky in the tote, Ricky in the scope
I went and bulletproofed the whip like I ride with the pope

I’m in the spot you oughta watch your b#tch and watch your tone
Raf Simons sweater on my body with the patches sewn
Extendo on the stick, huh
I let it hit

I feel like Morty way I’m always with the Rick
Don’t try and group me with these boys I’m too legit, I’m too legit
She neck me while I pour up in the Uber lit, it’s stupid lit
Like okay, heartless in that Comme Des

Young n#gg# with an attitude lil b#tch I feel O’shea
Big chopper right next to the bookcase that’s just for the feng shui
I’m doing sh#t that they I wouldn’t like Hell had a cold day, guess Hell had a cold day
I’m in the trap spot

I’m in the booth, whipping up like it’s a crack pot
I hit ya shawty she act like she hit the jackpot
Pop up like wherever, pull the blicky out the stash box
I just picked the-

No
I picked the pad lock
No n#gg# you ain’t in the field you the mascot
She say I’m even prettier in person, got her back shot

Smoking op pack, light the sh#t up f#ck a matchbox
f#ck a matchbox aye
They tryna get inside my head I can’t let ’em
Had to mix the Gucci scarf and Gucci sweater

I can’t stop doing these drugs they make me better
I can’t hate that b#tch she make me better
Pouring up that cup it turn me to a villain yeah
I can see the hate but why, we clearly winning yeah

I just hit up Sak’s and I just got my drip in yeah
b#tches know I’m not no regular civilian yeah
I let the money stack
Lil b#tch do no talking got them runners like a running back

She wanna f#ck then run it back
Got them drums like Thundercat
Leave them boys like who is that
Boci, get that green like Yoshi

I sip that wok that codeine
I hawk ’em quick like Tony
I’m with the gang not dollie
I got the strap right on me, geez

All this dirty money’s gon make me bleed bleed bleed
So they watch how I maneuver how I weave weave weave cause
I’m in the trap spot
I’m in the booth, whipping up like a crack pot

I hit ya shawty she act like she hit the jackpot
Pop up like wherever, pull the blicky out the stash box
I just picked the-
“You didn’t need to kill that policeman”

I picked the pad lock
No n#gg# you ain’t in the field you the mascot
She say I’m even prettier in person, got her back shot
Smoking op pack, light the sh#t up f#ck a matchbox

f#ck a matchbox aye
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From the album:
Kurt Must Die 2 [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021