Acapella
Call this a cappella I could do the shit without the beat
Catch me out in Florida I don't move nowhere without the heat
Hit the West Coast when I'm looking for the rapper weed
Roll the blunt fat then I burn it like some calories
Headed to the top pretty soon I'll be out of reach
People I don't know hit my phone say they proud of me
How you saying you a boss but you working for a salary
Flexing with the cash boy you cap that ain't reality
Kirkland Jaxon is it true that you got *** pregnant? that's fake news
Don't like taking pics but sometimes I hit them angles
Niggas's taking breaks while I'm steady making breakthroughs
Stressing over hoes that's just something that I can't do
Said she want a title I ain't giving out no labels
The way I put it down you would think she would be grateful
Yeah she was on her knees but she wasn't saying thank you
Then I slid in between had her grabbing on her ankles
Call this a cappella I could do the shit without the beat
Catch me out in Florida I don't move nowhere without the heat
Hit the West Coast when I'm looking for the rapper weed
Roll the blunt fat then I burn it like some calories
Headed to the top pretty soon I'll be out of reach
People I don't know hit my phone say they proud of me
How you saying you a boss but you working for a salary
Flexing with the cash boy you cap that ain't reality
Catch me out in Florida I don't move nowhere without the heat
Hit the West Coast when I'm looking for the rapper weed
Roll the blunt fat then I burn it like some calories
Headed to the top pretty soon I'll be out of reach
People I don't know hit my phone say they proud of me
How you saying you a boss but you working for a salary
Flexing with the cash boy you cap that ain't reality
Kirkland Jaxon is it true that you got *** pregnant? that's fake news
Don't like taking pics but sometimes I hit them angles
Niggas's taking breaks while I'm steady making breakthroughs
Stressing over hoes that's just something that I can't do
Said she want a title I ain't giving out no labels
The way I put it down you would think she would be grateful
Yeah she was on her knees but she wasn't saying thank you
Then I slid in between had her grabbing on her ankles
Call this a cappella I could do the shit without the beat
Catch me out in Florida I don't move nowhere without the heat
Hit the West Coast when I'm looking for the rapper weed
Roll the blunt fat then I burn it like some calories
Headed to the top pretty soon I'll be out of reach
People I don't know hit my phone say they proud of me
How you saying you a boss but you working for a salary
Flexing with the cash boy you cap that ain't reality
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Writer(s): Kirkland Jackson
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