Kirby

Posted wit the cutter
I cannot lack bae
I'm still wit the same niggas back from my way
I'm off that la la, keep that za za
This pressure punch you in the face
If it's really smoke, then we can blow it thru ya face
Posted wit the cutter
I cannot lack bae
I'm still wit the same niggas back from my way
I'm off that la la, keep that za za
This pressure punch you in the face
If it's really smoke then we can blow it thru ya face

If it's really smoke
Then nigga please let me know
I was going state to state fuckin on different hoes
I'm just tryna get a fuckin milly wit the bro's
I just want a fuckin quarter milly for a show
I mix that Gianni with these archived clothes
Spanish bitch, black bitch, I take em both
Cold baguettes, they so offset, it leave me frozen
Ride around wit Rasneek, he like Beethoven
Yea
Yea
Yea
Fuckin right
Why these niggas think this supposed to happen overnight
As if this shit was promised
Lotta sus niggas among us
I'm only obsessed wit commas
That's why I stay wit H-E-Y
My oh my
In this shit for life
It's do or die, that means until I fly
Tesla -Y, cocaina white
She said baby when we gonna test the auto-drive

Posted wit the cutter
I cannot lack bae
I'm still wit the same niggas back from my way
I'm off that la la, keep that za za
This pressure punch you in the face
If it's really smoke, then we can blow it thru ya face
Posted wit the cutter
I cannot lack bae
I'm still wit the same niggas back from my way
I'm off that la la, keep that za za
This pressure punch you in the face
If it's really smoke then we can blow it thru ya face



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Writer(s): Orion Moore
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