Bape On My Shirt
Revenge & Naaykko
Revenge & Naaykko
I got me a Draco
Yo niggas be capping
Mine pop when i say so
I'm sipping on Wock
But i serve him the Karo
I'll pull up like
POP POP POP
And i lay low
My fist in the pot
I ain't making Alfredo
I'm working my wrist & my bitch like tornado
These niggas be fibbing
I rap what I'm living
I jumped off the porch
And i landed on Earth
Got mud in my cup
Like I'm sipping on dirt
And I'm smoking on Opps
And I'm smoking on Purp
When they took Marcus that shit left me hurt
But that shit made me heartless
Play with me get murked
You see the BAPE on my shirt
Awhh
Aye
Your songs are better then none of mine
My shit be hot like the summertime
All of my niggas gon' double back
Double back
Me and my niggas on double time
I ain't with fussing or fighting or none of that
We gon' spin your block a couple times
I'm a felon so i keep a couple knives
And I'll carve a nigga like some pumpkin eyes
I heard my Opps poppin' fetty percs
I hope they pop one and fucking die
Better off that way than fuck with i
Kushie Karl Malone I'm good on every side
I kicked the trap and went 9 to 5
But i still got my plugs
I'm electrified
Niggas buggin' i got pesticide
Beat my case and never testified
Real shit
Ain't no new friends
Cut them loose ends
Ain't no new friends
Cut them loose ends
Ain't no new friends
Cut them loose ends
Ain't no new friends dawg
I had to fuckin' cut them loose ends dawg
You hit my line when that "juice" involved
Bitch i don't really fuck with you at all
Revenge & Naaykko
Revenge & Naaykko
Revenge & Naaykko
I got me a Draco
Yo niggas be capping
Mine pop when i say so
I'm sipping on Wock
But i serve him the Karo
I'll pull up like
POP POP POP
And i lay low
My fist in the pot
I ain't making Alfredo
I'm working my wrist & my bitch like tornado
These niggas be fibbing
I rap what I'm living
I jumped off the porch
And i landed on Earth
Got mud in my cup
Like I'm sipping on dirt
And I'm smoking on Opps
And I'm smoking on Purp
When they took Marcus that shit left me hurt
But that shit made me heartless
Play with me get murked
You see the BAPE on my shirt
Awhh
Awhh
You see the
You see the BAPE on my shirt
Awhh
Aye
You got mail
You got mail
You got mail
You got mail
You got mail
You got mail
Revenge & Naaykko
I got me a Draco
Yo niggas be capping
Mine pop when i say so
I'm sipping on Wock
But i serve him the Karo
I'll pull up like
POP POP POP
And i lay low
My fist in the pot
I ain't making Alfredo
I'm working my wrist & my bitch like tornado
These niggas be fibbing
I rap what I'm living
I jumped off the porch
And i landed on Earth
Got mud in my cup
Like I'm sipping on dirt
And I'm smoking on Opps
And I'm smoking on Purp
When they took Marcus that shit left me hurt
But that shit made me heartless
Play with me get murked
You see the BAPE on my shirt
Awhh
Aye
Your songs are better then none of mine
My shit be hot like the summertime
All of my niggas gon' double back
Double back
Me and my niggas on double time
I ain't with fussing or fighting or none of that
We gon' spin your block a couple times
I'm a felon so i keep a couple knives
And I'll carve a nigga like some pumpkin eyes
I heard my Opps poppin' fetty percs
I hope they pop one and fucking die
Better off that way than fuck with i
Kushie Karl Malone I'm good on every side
I kicked the trap and went 9 to 5
But i still got my plugs
I'm electrified
Niggas buggin' i got pesticide
Beat my case and never testified
Real shit
Ain't no new friends
Cut them loose ends
Ain't no new friends
Cut them loose ends
Ain't no new friends
Cut them loose ends
Ain't no new friends dawg
I had to fuckin' cut them loose ends dawg
You hit my line when that "juice" involved
Bitch i don't really fuck with you at all
Revenge & Naaykko
Revenge & Naaykko
Revenge & Naaykko
I got me a Draco
Yo niggas be capping
Mine pop when i say so
I'm sipping on Wock
But i serve him the Karo
I'll pull up like
POP POP POP
And i lay low
My fist in the pot
I ain't making Alfredo
I'm working my wrist & my bitch like tornado
These niggas be fibbing
I rap what I'm living
I jumped off the porch
And i landed on Earth
Got mud in my cup
Like I'm sipping on dirt
And I'm smoking on Opps
And I'm smoking on Purp
When they took Marcus that shit left me hurt
But that shit made me heartless
Play with me get murked
You see the BAPE on my shirt
Awhh
Awhh
You see the
You see the BAPE on my shirt
Awhh
Aye
You got mail
You got mail
You got mail
You got mail
You got mail
You got mail
Credits
Writer(s): Kushan Norris Jr.
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