No Talking
Ayyyyyye
AyeHey uhuuh
Whole lotta KDB shit mane
Gang shit no lame shit
Enough of the talking let's get to this bread
You say that you love me but left me for dead
I can't think now, voices all in my head
Gotta stay to myself, homeboy went fed
If you down me for baby, you'll ride to the end
Why would I spend it, rather flip it instead
It's just me my nigga I have no friend
This KDB bitch yea Khase Da Bag
Khase Da Bag
I don't know why you fuck niggas mad
You bitch ass niggas can't run from ya past
Get out yo feelings, get straight to the bag
Can't smoke out no thot, won't give her no cash
Pulled up ina Porsche, took off ina jag
Try to play me for dummy, smartest one in the class
Got me feeling like Jason when under the mask
Smoking this gas while I'm watching her gag
Oh that's how you feel, honestly ion give no fucks
Just watch when I hop on the tour bus
Money counter I'ma need me a few of them
Gotta have that backend way before I tap in
What's real won't vanish, fuck love never show no compassion
I'm dripped in dolce gabbana
If I want it done, it's handled
Some say I'm rude no manners
Too clutch for them Ray Allen
Heart so cold got damn it's damaged
My ex bitch can't stand me
Ain't shit sweet no candy
Niggas will hop in the booth and start cappin
Enough of the talking let's get to this bread
You say that you love me but left me for dead
I can't think now, voices all in my head
Gotta stay to myself, homeboy went fed
If you down me for baby, you'll ride to the end
Why would I spend it, rather flip it instead
It's just me my nigga I have no friends
This KDB bitch yeah Khase Da Bag
I'm on they ass
Applying with pressure my foot of the gas
Just take what I need don't even ask
You can't be around me with yo leeching ass
No love in me, cant be ya man
Had to learn the hard way when it should've been simple
She popped half a perc now she giving me mental
Puttin in work I done gain a little muscle
I was not bout to starve no more so I hustled
Been hard at this shit no need to rebuttal
Stepping on necks the approach wasn't settle
You don't know how it feels to be trapped in a bubble
Took me a while but I learned to be humble.
Pass me the ball going in triple double.
Told all my niggas khase da bag do not fumble
Prepared for the worse like I'm Mr. Incredible
These niggas mad cause I'm too far a head of them
This the land of the free but I feel like a predator
She be doing too much I can no longer mess wit her
Drip or you drown feel like
Baby and gunna
See the look on they face I ignore all the drama
If you heard from me then you know it's a hunnit
It is what it is I ain't running from nothing
Swipe and delete ya with a touch of a button
Took off on these niggas turn nothing to something
Enough of the talking let's get to this bread
You say that you love me but left me for dead
I can't think now, voices all in my head
Gotta stay to myself, homeboy went fed
If you down me for baby, you'll ride to the end
Why would I spend it, rather flip it instead
It's just me my nigga I have no friends
This KDB bitch yea Khase Da Bag
GONE
Whole lotta KDB Shit
AyeHey uhuuh
Whole lotta KDB shit mane
Gang shit no lame shit
Enough of the talking let's get to this bread
You say that you love me but left me for dead
I can't think now, voices all in my head
Gotta stay to myself, homeboy went fed
If you down me for baby, you'll ride to the end
Why would I spend it, rather flip it instead
It's just me my nigga I have no friend
This KDB bitch yea Khase Da Bag
Khase Da Bag
I don't know why you fuck niggas mad
You bitch ass niggas can't run from ya past
Get out yo feelings, get straight to the bag
Can't smoke out no thot, won't give her no cash
Pulled up ina Porsche, took off ina jag
Try to play me for dummy, smartest one in the class
Got me feeling like Jason when under the mask
Smoking this gas while I'm watching her gag
Oh that's how you feel, honestly ion give no fucks
Just watch when I hop on the tour bus
Money counter I'ma need me a few of them
Gotta have that backend way before I tap in
What's real won't vanish, fuck love never show no compassion
I'm dripped in dolce gabbana
If I want it done, it's handled
Some say I'm rude no manners
Too clutch for them Ray Allen
Heart so cold got damn it's damaged
My ex bitch can't stand me
Ain't shit sweet no candy
Niggas will hop in the booth and start cappin
Enough of the talking let's get to this bread
You say that you love me but left me for dead
I can't think now, voices all in my head
Gotta stay to myself, homeboy went fed
If you down me for baby, you'll ride to the end
Why would I spend it, rather flip it instead
It's just me my nigga I have no friends
This KDB bitch yeah Khase Da Bag
I'm on they ass
Applying with pressure my foot of the gas
Just take what I need don't even ask
You can't be around me with yo leeching ass
No love in me, cant be ya man
Had to learn the hard way when it should've been simple
She popped half a perc now she giving me mental
Puttin in work I done gain a little muscle
I was not bout to starve no more so I hustled
Been hard at this shit no need to rebuttal
Stepping on necks the approach wasn't settle
You don't know how it feels to be trapped in a bubble
Took me a while but I learned to be humble.
Pass me the ball going in triple double.
Told all my niggas khase da bag do not fumble
Prepared for the worse like I'm Mr. Incredible
These niggas mad cause I'm too far a head of them
This the land of the free but I feel like a predator
She be doing too much I can no longer mess wit her
Drip or you drown feel like
Baby and gunna
See the look on they face I ignore all the drama
If you heard from me then you know it's a hunnit
It is what it is I ain't running from nothing
Swipe and delete ya with a touch of a button
Took off on these niggas turn nothing to something
Enough of the talking let's get to this bread
You say that you love me but left me for dead
I can't think now, voices all in my head
Gotta stay to myself, homeboy went fed
If you down me for baby, you'll ride to the end
Why would I spend it, rather flip it instead
It's just me my nigga I have no friends
This KDB bitch yea Khase Da Bag
GONE
Whole lotta KDB Shit
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Writer(s): John Cameron
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