Hemi (Kaine Flow)
(Ayy, Nine9 really kickin' shit, ya heard?)
(Nine9 made it)
(Yo, what's up, Jared?)
(Bitch)
That's a Hemi, it on me, uh, Hemi (Hemi)
For a couple years I was ridin' with that semi' (With that semi')
He don't want smoke on me, 'cause I got plenty ('Cause I got plenty)
Fuck that shit, no, I'm not signin' for fifty (Signin' for fifty)
Slide on a fuck nigga, tryna get busy
I'm thinkin' slide on them
No, you not ready to die on them
We gon' let it when it fly out
No, you better not lie on 'em
No, you better not lie on 'em
That's a Hemi, it on me, uh, Hemi (Hemi)
For a couple years I was ridin' with that semi' (With that semi')
He don't want smoke on me, 'cause I got plenty ('Cause I got plenty)
Fuck that shit, no, I'm not signin' for fifty (Signin' for fifty)
Fuck that shit (Yeah)
These niggas don't know who run this shit
Don't make me, all my Crips come in this bitch
Don't make me, all my Bloods blow in this bitch
Lot of you niggas be slow than a bitch
Better get it low, a ho is here
My ninety-seven, put a hole in a bitch
Slide on him while a nigga gettin' here, uh
Ridin' 'round with them sticks, uh
All I know is get my chips, uh
Ridin' 'round in that Benz
Know I gotta make amends
Know I gotta make a—
Know I gotta make amends
Know I gotta make amends
Know I gotta make amends
Know I gotta make a—
Know I gotta make amends
Know I gotta make amends
I only rock VETEMENTS now
I've finnally let 'em in
Finnally let 'em in
Finnally let 'em in
(Nine9 made it)
(Yo, what's up, Jared?)
(Bitch)
That's a Hemi, it on me, uh, Hemi (Hemi)
For a couple years I was ridin' with that semi' (With that semi')
He don't want smoke on me, 'cause I got plenty ('Cause I got plenty)
Fuck that shit, no, I'm not signin' for fifty (Signin' for fifty)
Slide on a fuck nigga, tryna get busy
I'm thinkin' slide on them
No, you not ready to die on them
We gon' let it when it fly out
No, you better not lie on 'em
No, you better not lie on 'em
That's a Hemi, it on me, uh, Hemi (Hemi)
For a couple years I was ridin' with that semi' (With that semi')
He don't want smoke on me, 'cause I got plenty ('Cause I got plenty)
Fuck that shit, no, I'm not signin' for fifty (Signin' for fifty)
Fuck that shit (Yeah)
These niggas don't know who run this shit
Don't make me, all my Crips come in this bitch
Don't make me, all my Bloods blow in this bitch
Lot of you niggas be slow than a bitch
Better get it low, a ho is here
My ninety-seven, put a hole in a bitch
Slide on him while a nigga gettin' here, uh
Ridin' 'round with them sticks, uh
All I know is get my chips, uh
Ridin' 'round in that Benz
Know I gotta make amends
Know I gotta make a—
Know I gotta make amends
Know I gotta make amends
Know I gotta make amends
Know I gotta make a—
Know I gotta make amends
Know I gotta make amends
I only rock VETEMENTS now
I've finnally let 'em in
Finnally let 'em in
Finnally let 'em in
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Writer(s): Mehki Corpening, Jace Salter
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