KAMI!
Yay yah yah yah yah (Hey, Lewis!)
Biggie biggie biggie biggie blood bags
Really really- aye
Bitch I'm in the booth
I don't give a fuck bout what they sayin', who is you
I been killin' beats, I swear to God I'm in my youth
Feel like Uzimaxxkii, we might pull in a coupe, aye
It ain't nothin' new, get em movin, way too easy
That boy, he was talkin'
Sent em up like Freddy Ghost
We ain't duckin' beef cuz I got way too many poles
We pull up and turn him to a Instagram post
"R.I.P Big Bro"
Smokin' opps and blowin' Os
Bitch I swear to God I'm chosen
She slid thru to fuck
She ain't even bring a Trojan
I been runnin' check up after check
You can check
New Patek
Got my shawty brand new Mustang
Said she movin' like a jet, hey
Pussy boy was dissin' so we put em in a grave
Hollows to the face
Bro'nem hadda pay
Can't let no pedestrian like that boy get away
Runnin' out his jaws, I guess he thought it was okay
Shawty know my HEMI, it be roarin' down the straight
I can hit yo bitch fresh off the murder charge case
She know that I'm with it, it ain't much I gotta say
Finger really itchin, scratch em off like lottery
(Huh, Holon)
Bitch I'm in the booth
I don't give a fuck bout what they sayin', who is you
I been killin' beats, I swear to God I'm in my youth
Feel like Uzimaxxkii, we might pull in a coupe, aye
It ain't nothin' new, get em movin, way too easy
Movin' way too easy
When I look to the side
Why yo girl say I be breezy
Pull up on these niggas
Why these niggas actin' greezy
Oh My God
Oh My God
That bitch want a freebie
Throw em like a frisbee
Niggas child as fuck
Runnin' round like Disney
Heard that nigga cappin'
Actin' like he is me
And we sending shots
We shootin' thru yo chimney
Why he talkin' spicy like some fuckin' Kimchi
I can see you through the window
Long ass pole with extendo
Got a nigga duckin' like it's limbo
Shootin' at yo grandpa and yo kinfolk
(Shit! Shit! Shit!)
And yo kinfolk
Standing on my- uh
On my ten toes
Yea yea yea, that's my lil bro
Fuckin' with my nigga, then I'm big bro
Bitch I'm in the booth
I don't give a fuck bout what they sayin', who is you
I been killin' beats, I swear I got it in my youth
Feel like Uzimaxxkii, we might pull in a coupe, aye
It ain't nothin' new, get em movin, way too easy
Bitch I'm in the booth
I don't give a fuck bout what they sayin', who is you?
I been killin' beats, I swear I got it in my youth
Feel like Uzimaxxkii, we might pull in a coupe, aye
Biggie biggie biggie biggie blood bags
Really really- aye
Bitch I'm in the booth
I don't give a fuck bout what they sayin', who is you
I been killin' beats, I swear to God I'm in my youth
Feel like Uzimaxxkii, we might pull in a coupe, aye
It ain't nothin' new, get em movin, way too easy
That boy, he was talkin'
Sent em up like Freddy Ghost
We ain't duckin' beef cuz I got way too many poles
We pull up and turn him to a Instagram post
"R.I.P Big Bro"
Smokin' opps and blowin' Os
Bitch I swear to God I'm chosen
She slid thru to fuck
She ain't even bring a Trojan
I been runnin' check up after check
You can check
New Patek
Got my shawty brand new Mustang
Said she movin' like a jet, hey
Pussy boy was dissin' so we put em in a grave
Hollows to the face
Bro'nem hadda pay
Can't let no pedestrian like that boy get away
Runnin' out his jaws, I guess he thought it was okay
Shawty know my HEMI, it be roarin' down the straight
I can hit yo bitch fresh off the murder charge case
She know that I'm with it, it ain't much I gotta say
Finger really itchin, scratch em off like lottery
(Huh, Holon)
Bitch I'm in the booth
I don't give a fuck bout what they sayin', who is you
I been killin' beats, I swear to God I'm in my youth
Feel like Uzimaxxkii, we might pull in a coupe, aye
It ain't nothin' new, get em movin, way too easy
Movin' way too easy
When I look to the side
Why yo girl say I be breezy
Pull up on these niggas
Why these niggas actin' greezy
Oh My God
Oh My God
That bitch want a freebie
Throw em like a frisbee
Niggas child as fuck
Runnin' round like Disney
Heard that nigga cappin'
Actin' like he is me
And we sending shots
We shootin' thru yo chimney
Why he talkin' spicy like some fuckin' Kimchi
I can see you through the window
Long ass pole with extendo
Got a nigga duckin' like it's limbo
Shootin' at yo grandpa and yo kinfolk
(Shit! Shit! Shit!)
And yo kinfolk
Standing on my- uh
On my ten toes
Yea yea yea, that's my lil bro
Fuckin' with my nigga, then I'm big bro
Bitch I'm in the booth
I don't give a fuck bout what they sayin', who is you
I been killin' beats, I swear I got it in my youth
Feel like Uzimaxxkii, we might pull in a coupe, aye
It ain't nothin' new, get em movin, way too easy
Bitch I'm in the booth
I don't give a fuck bout what they sayin', who is you?
I been killin' beats, I swear I got it in my youth
Feel like Uzimaxxkii, we might pull in a coupe, aye
Credits
Writer(s): Demarshai Barnett, Richard Martin Jr.
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