Khaos!
Kuatro I'm Chaos
Never ever take a day off
You got no job that's a lay off
Ballin' on em like the playoffs
Nigga gon' shoot cause he mad
Nut in his bitch so his son call me dad
Balling like Bron I don't play for the Cavs
21 Clips No EA I'm a Sav
I get bands man that shit is no issue I just
Dripped all on em pass me a tissue and my
Aim strong when i shoot i wont miss you and the
Pistols silent pack loud like a missile
Got a big athlete in the backseat choppa got niggas running like a track meet
When the flow so clean but the pack stink ghost in the smoke
So them niggas cant catch me
Been ran it up told them niggas stop hating bro
Mad but they still gonna play me though, still hear my shit on the radio
Bobbin' his bitch i'm a still be her favorite though
Still get that green like Oregano
Dont call my phone!
Stu 24/7 lil' bitch leave me alone
Gang they all with me but im still my Vlone and
No you cant be me nigga stop tryna' be my clone
Niggas cant be me man
Lil' hating ass nigga
Lil' bitch ass nigga
Lil' snitch ass niggas
Niggas out here watching
Niggas out here plotting
That shit lame
All of these niggas they late they hate
Cause I'm so great
Niggas not gang they fold like crepe
While i get cake
I got a bag then bagged the bitches
Cant get mad cause i get riches
Turn hoes on like i flip switches
I do numbers and i get digits
You better back up
Stee got my up
He in the back Rolling that pack up
Kuatro Ka$h man im off of the gas pack
Big smoke with the mask no hazmat
Niggas snitching with the gang that's a rat pack
50 shots turn his fitted to a snapback
Put this heat to his face like he eating some rap snacks
Gucci belt and supreme be the backpack
Dezzi on me make a bitch nigga back back
Kodak Boppin' on that bitch she a nat nat
Ape in the coupe aye aye
Got space in the roof aye aye
Do magic like poof aye aye
I leave smoke from the boof aye aye
leave fire in the booth aye aye
Im with my dawgs and we rowdy like woof
I get top while you bitch give you tooth
Tote up in rovers JB how i shoot
Come from the dirt i just stem from the root
Green with the bean and this paper my proof
Never ever take a day off
You got no job that's a lay off
Ballin' on em like the playoffs
Nigga gon' shoot cause he mad
Nut in his bitch so his son call me dad
Balling like Bron I don't play for the Cavs
21 Clips No EA I'm a Sav
I get bands man that shit is no issue I just
Dripped all on em pass me a tissue and my
Aim strong when i shoot i wont miss you and the
Pistols silent pack loud like a missile
Got a big athlete in the backseat choppa got niggas running like a track meet
When the flow so clean but the pack stink ghost in the smoke
So them niggas cant catch me
Been ran it up told them niggas stop hating bro
Mad but they still gonna play me though, still hear my shit on the radio
Bobbin' his bitch i'm a still be her favorite though
Still get that green like Oregano
Dont call my phone!
Stu 24/7 lil' bitch leave me alone
Gang they all with me but im still my Vlone and
No you cant be me nigga stop tryna' be my clone
Niggas cant be me man
Lil' hating ass nigga
Lil' bitch ass nigga
Lil' snitch ass niggas
Niggas out here watching
Niggas out here plotting
That shit lame
All of these niggas they late they hate
Cause I'm so great
Niggas not gang they fold like crepe
While i get cake
I got a bag then bagged the bitches
Cant get mad cause i get riches
Turn hoes on like i flip switches
I do numbers and i get digits
You better back up
Stee got my up
He in the back Rolling that pack up
Kuatro Ka$h man im off of the gas pack
Big smoke with the mask no hazmat
Niggas snitching with the gang that's a rat pack
50 shots turn his fitted to a snapback
Put this heat to his face like he eating some rap snacks
Gucci belt and supreme be the backpack
Dezzi on me make a bitch nigga back back
Kodak Boppin' on that bitch she a nat nat
Ape in the coupe aye aye
Got space in the roof aye aye
Do magic like poof aye aye
I leave smoke from the boof aye aye
leave fire in the booth aye aye
Im with my dawgs and we rowdy like woof
I get top while you bitch give you tooth
Tote up in rovers JB how i shoot
Come from the dirt i just stem from the root
Green with the bean and this paper my proof
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Writer(s): William Johnson Iv
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