Showstopper
Wait
KANG FRVR
From my head, shoulders, knees, to my toes
I'm so extra
Five, six, seven, eight hoes in my section
Showstopper, I'ma flex up like the wrestler
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
Wait
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
They say, "Kang disrespectful"
It's Kang, so successful
Came up in this bitch
Yes I came to collect, ooh
I don't like guns
But got three in my dresser
One for suppression and one with comp-
Damn
One for compression, and one for protection
White gold Rollie on my wrist match the necklace
Whole gang walked in this bitch like perfection
Now she want me all in her box like a check list
For breakfast, it's steak and eggs
Bad bitch, she gon' give me head
That glitchy sit next to the bed
Don't push me, I'm close to the edge
It's KANGSTA Election
The Rollie presidential
Probably why yo bitch on my wood like a pencil
It's Renzo the Rizzly Bear
She folded like a pretzel
But I had to cut her off
The bitch got sentimental
Aye Renz this yo KANGSTA flow?
Eight bands for a feature bro
Fake friends, yeah, they need to go
Made plans for my people though 'cause I
Bossed up
You're now in the presence of a real don
I'm iced up
Diamonds on me dripping make a real pond
Black bitch
Head hella stupid
She a real blonde
No Cosby
I'ma keep poppin' til these
Damn
Peter Piper picked a pack and Big Solo flipped that
I can't lay up with no bitch
I ask where her chips at
Bitch sucked so much dick I had to ask
Where her lips at?
Solo, Kangsta, Lil Vada with them big racks
Let's get it
Now why the fuck they staring?
'Cause I'm a black guy
And I just got top from two Karens?
Both them bitches call me "Daddy"
I feel like two parents
I don't have my passport
But I still got hoes in Paris
Up me a chop and I leave em embarrassed
I see a goat when I look in the mirror
Toppin' me up in the whip I can't steer
Put it in sport I'm switchin' the gears
If she can't hear what I'm saying
I buss' in her ear
Yes sir
Yo top ain't good if you aint crying no tears
Damn, damn
Let me stop playin' lil bitch
I been pimpin' since pimpin'
On pagers lil bitch
Turn my shit up
It's a RAGE in this bitch
She could think I'm a God
Still ain't saving a bitch
Milli' on the album first week
Robin game like I'm Slade in this bitch
Shorty gave me that wop wop
Some' like
Lil Vada in this bitch
How I get the bitch?
I didn't do nothing
I cracked her with rizz
Aye
My name is not Cedric
'Cause I am not entertaining a bitch
She want some Lil Vada
I didn't give her nothing
She craving the psh
My name is not Potter
She say I'm too Harry
She shaving the dick
From my head, shoulders, knees, to my toes
I'm so extra
Five, six, seven, eight hoes in my section
Showstopper, I'ma flex up like the wrestler
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
Wait
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
Let's do it, let's go
Yes
Yes sir
Aye
Aye
Yes sir
You know you done fucked up right?
Uh huh
KANG FRVR
From my head, shoulders, knees, to my toes
I'm so extra
Five, six, seven, eight hoes in my section
Showstopper, I'ma flex up like the wrestler
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
Wait
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
They say, "Kang disrespectful"
It's Kang, so successful
Came up in this bitch
Yes I came to collect, ooh
I don't like guns
But got three in my dresser
One for suppression and one with comp-
Damn
One for compression, and one for protection
White gold Rollie on my wrist match the necklace
Whole gang walked in this bitch like perfection
Now she want me all in her box like a check list
For breakfast, it's steak and eggs
Bad bitch, she gon' give me head
That glitchy sit next to the bed
Don't push me, I'm close to the edge
It's KANGSTA Election
The Rollie presidential
Probably why yo bitch on my wood like a pencil
It's Renzo the Rizzly Bear
She folded like a pretzel
But I had to cut her off
The bitch got sentimental
Aye Renz this yo KANGSTA flow?
Eight bands for a feature bro
Fake friends, yeah, they need to go
Made plans for my people though 'cause I
Bossed up
You're now in the presence of a real don
I'm iced up
Diamonds on me dripping make a real pond
Black bitch
Head hella stupid
She a real blonde
No Cosby
I'ma keep poppin' til these
Damn
Peter Piper picked a pack and Big Solo flipped that
I can't lay up with no bitch
I ask where her chips at
Bitch sucked so much dick I had to ask
Where her lips at?
Solo, Kangsta, Lil Vada with them big racks
Let's get it
Now why the fuck they staring?
'Cause I'm a black guy
And I just got top from two Karens?
Both them bitches call me "Daddy"
I feel like two parents
I don't have my passport
But I still got hoes in Paris
Up me a chop and I leave em embarrassed
I see a goat when I look in the mirror
Toppin' me up in the whip I can't steer
Put it in sport I'm switchin' the gears
If she can't hear what I'm saying
I buss' in her ear
Yes sir
Yo top ain't good if you aint crying no tears
Damn, damn
Let me stop playin' lil bitch
I been pimpin' since pimpin'
On pagers lil bitch
Turn my shit up
It's a RAGE in this bitch
She could think I'm a God
Still ain't saving a bitch
Milli' on the album first week
Robin game like I'm Slade in this bitch
Shorty gave me that wop wop
Some' like
Lil Vada in this bitch
How I get the bitch?
I didn't do nothing
I cracked her with rizz
Aye
My name is not Cedric
'Cause I am not entertaining a bitch
She want some Lil Vada
I didn't give her nothing
She craving the psh
My name is not Potter
She say I'm too Harry
She shaving the dick
From my head, shoulders, knees, to my toes
I'm so extra
Five, six, seven, eight hoes in my section
Showstopper, I'ma flex up like the wrestler
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
Wait
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
You ain't gotta like it, but you damn gon' respect
Let's do it, let's go
Yes
Yes sir
Aye
Aye
Yes sir
You know you done fucked up right?
Uh huh
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Writer(s): Kang Frvr
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