Debut

Listen
Imma feed, all the mouths
On ma team with the money
Grind for this shit
Coz i'm hungry like tummy
Assassin, like Creed
Knives be concealed in their sleeves
Live in the south, you might bleed
Don't claim that you trap
When you only shift weed
You niggas, suspicious
Like Office, that's Creed
Ain't tryna, work office
I'm tryna exceed
Fuck the, nine to five shit
I'd rather be popped with the stick
Like Beyblade, let it rip
Watch my fingers, watch me, flick em
Never snitch to the cops, never tip em
Got the bad b's, watch me strip em
I just, dick em
Pipe two times, then i'm dipping
See the racks, in my bank, I be flipping
Ain't no, leg day
I be skipping
I'm like Seedorf, when i'm kicking
Boot her doors down, when i'm dicking
Need the funds in my life, like Kojo
Wake up to brain, like they did, Mojo Jojo
Powerpuff Girls, yeah i'm bussin', three bitches
Your boy just glew up, now i'm blossoming, riches

Yeah yeah
You ain't running, no line
You don't leave me shook
But you leave me in stitches
I be running my line
When it comes to the gally
And they all, bad bitches
Ain't fucking, with you or your crew
Don't know, who you are, Doctor Who
You keep sending different shots
Like its pew pew pew pew pew
Imma shine so bright, like star
Till I see those stars in my double R whip
I might fall asleep in the day, in the whip
I might wake up thinking it's dusk
Then I switch my black peng ting, with a white one
Gotta move like Hus
Had a J on the back of my ear
Smoke that ting won't kick up a fuss
Link up, Keisha, Becky
Make em, splish and splash, like Russ
Was king of my local playground
Loved that power like Recess, Gus
Just call man, Doctor Ofori
Name you can trust
My name is a must
Ain't fading away
Like metal from rust
Ain't fading away
Like the movement of dust



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Lopez, Kd Wavey Kd Wavey
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