HAD EM
(Sh*t, is that rexi?)
N-n-n*ggas say "Kashrexi, you the man", coz I surpassed 'em (woo)
Rolling up a blunt, shawty laughing like I gassed her (woo)
I heard you got h*es so why you mad that I smashed 'em (woo)
Tryna reach a mil' and I won't stop until I have it (woo)
Sending me your song, boy just know that I'ma trash it (woo)
Finna cop a rarri, just to speed until I crash it (woo)
N*ggas got no swag, underestimating fashion (woo)
Shawty in the NFL, i call her John Madden (fah)
Shawty throw that ass, I grab that sh*t
That's harassment (harassment)
Tryna reach a mil' and I won't stop until I have it (have it)
I heard you got h*es, so why you mad that I smashed 'em (smashed em)
(I know she the one and if you f*ck, it doesn't matter)
B*tch you should've listened (woo)
Now I'm counting digits (woo)
I don't trust nobody so that's why I keep a smith'n (woo)
Hunnid racks, I'm flipping (woo)
Ball like Scottie Pippen (woo)
I know you be trippin' coz your diamonds do not glisten (woo)
Tired of f*cking with these lame h*es
I need a fly b*tch (fly b*tch, aye)
I know that you wanna f*ck me, don't be shy b*tch (shy b*tch, aye)
If I see you, I won't say a word, just know why b*tch (why b*tch, aye)
He gon' be where God gon' be, time to say goodbye b*tch
(goodbye b*tch)
Aye... time to say goodbye b*tch
He gon' be where God gon' be, I know why b*tch
(Aye, woah, yuh, aye, woah, aye, sh*t, aye)
N-n-n*ggas say "Kashrexi, you the man", coz I surpassed 'em (woo)
Rolling up a blunt, shawty laughing like I gassed her (woo)
I heard you got h*es so why you mad that I smashed 'em (woo)
Tryna reach a mil' and I won't stop until I have it (woo)
Sending me your song, boy just know that I'ma trash it (woo)
Finna cop a rarri, just to speed until I crash it (woo)
N*ggas got no swag, underestimating fashion (woo)
Shawty in the NFL, i call her John Madden (fah)
Shawty throw that ass, I grab that sh*t
That's harassment (harassment)
Tryna reach a mil' and I won't stop until I have it (have it)
I heard you got h*es, so why you mad that I smashed 'em (smashed em)
(I know she the one and if you f*ck, it doesn't matter)
B*tch you should've listened (woo)
Now I'm counting digits (woo)
I don't trust nobody so that's why I keep a smith'n (woo)
Hunnid racks, I'm flipping (woo)
Ball like Scottie Pippen (woo)
I know you be trippin' coz your diamonds do not glisten (woo)
Tired of f*cking with these lame h*es
I need a fly b*tch (fly b*tch, aye)
I know that you wanna f*ck me, don't be shy b*tch (shy b*tch, aye)
If I see you, I won't say a word, just know why b*tch (why b*tch, aye)
He gon' be where God gon' be, time to say goodbye b*tch
(goodbye b*tch)
Aye... time to say goodbye b*tch
He gon' be where God gon' be, I know why b*tch
(Aye, woah, yuh, aye, woah, aye, sh*t, aye)
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