Mmm K
Bitch watch my shoes, I ball like the clippers Man, I'm so smooth, I could've made thriller
They say they rude, they think they killers Man, I'm too cool, other side of the pillow
Got that big forty on me, don't you disrespect (Mmm k? yeah)
Push up in that beamer, bitch, I flex (Mmm k? yeah)
She want me, but feelings I can't catch (Mmm k? yeah)
I don't want that hoe, I want the neck (Mmm k? yeah)
I was raised in the jungle Might've thought I was Mowgli
A nigga bread too long Might've thought I made hoagies
I'm a bad bitch killer No cappin' I'll kill her
I swing that wood Like a designated hitter
I'm going yard, yeah, yeah I might hit Mars, yeah, yeah
Like dope on the stove, yeah, yeah I'm going hard, yeah, yeah
I get it, on sun up The score, I'm gon' run up
You don't want no smoke, bitch, nigga, put the blunt up
Henny in my cup, I'm off this glass, just like an alley-oop
My bitch stay so high, she fuck around and need a parachute
Business stay booming, what the fuck is you doing
My niggas stay fresh, and we stuck like da glue in
Bitch watch my shoes, I ball like the clippers Man, I'm so smooth, I could've made thriller
They say they rude, they think they killers Man, I'm too cool, other side of the pillow
Got that big forty on me, don't you disrespect (Mmm k? yeah)
Push up in that beamer, bitch, I flex (Mmm k? yeah)
She want me, but feelings I can't catch (Mmm k? yeah)
I don't want that hoe, I want the neck (Mmm k? yeah)
Its the man right here, how the fuck I ain't poppin' Keep the hoes on go, ain't a damn thing stoppin'
I been doing this, BG slick clean, Like the water, boy, I'm just here for the team
Don't disrespect, yeah, yeah I'm at your neck, yeah
Bitch, the paint wet, yeah, yeah They looking upset, yeah
My wrist on froze, yeah, yeah That's sub zero, yeah, yeah
I'm about my bills, yeah, yeah Like Buffalo, yeah
Break a bitch down, go crazy Fuck her head up like KD
Gettin money what I do on a daily Tell a pussy nigga quit pump faking
I been ridin' round town like I own this bitch Soon as I drop, it's over with
Yeah, I'm okay in this bitch I go fillet in this bitch,
Bitch watch my shoes, I ball like the clippers Man, I'm so smooth, I could've made thriller
They say they rude, they think they killers Man, I'm too cool, other side of the pillow
Got that big forty on me, don't you disrespect (Mmm k? yeah)
Push up in that beamer, bitch, I flex (Mmm k? yeah)
She want me, but feelings I can't catch (Mmm k? yeah)
I don't want that hoe, I want the neck (Mmm k? yeah)
They say they rude, they think they killers Man, I'm too cool, other side of the pillow
Got that big forty on me, don't you disrespect (Mmm k? yeah)
Push up in that beamer, bitch, I flex (Mmm k? yeah)
She want me, but feelings I can't catch (Mmm k? yeah)
I don't want that hoe, I want the neck (Mmm k? yeah)
I was raised in the jungle Might've thought I was Mowgli
A nigga bread too long Might've thought I made hoagies
I'm a bad bitch killer No cappin' I'll kill her
I swing that wood Like a designated hitter
I'm going yard, yeah, yeah I might hit Mars, yeah, yeah
Like dope on the stove, yeah, yeah I'm going hard, yeah, yeah
I get it, on sun up The score, I'm gon' run up
You don't want no smoke, bitch, nigga, put the blunt up
Henny in my cup, I'm off this glass, just like an alley-oop
My bitch stay so high, she fuck around and need a parachute
Business stay booming, what the fuck is you doing
My niggas stay fresh, and we stuck like da glue in
Bitch watch my shoes, I ball like the clippers Man, I'm so smooth, I could've made thriller
They say they rude, they think they killers Man, I'm too cool, other side of the pillow
Got that big forty on me, don't you disrespect (Mmm k? yeah)
Push up in that beamer, bitch, I flex (Mmm k? yeah)
She want me, but feelings I can't catch (Mmm k? yeah)
I don't want that hoe, I want the neck (Mmm k? yeah)
Its the man right here, how the fuck I ain't poppin' Keep the hoes on go, ain't a damn thing stoppin'
I been doing this, BG slick clean, Like the water, boy, I'm just here for the team
Don't disrespect, yeah, yeah I'm at your neck, yeah
Bitch, the paint wet, yeah, yeah They looking upset, yeah
My wrist on froze, yeah, yeah That's sub zero, yeah, yeah
I'm about my bills, yeah, yeah Like Buffalo, yeah
Break a bitch down, go crazy Fuck her head up like KD
Gettin money what I do on a daily Tell a pussy nigga quit pump faking
I been ridin' round town like I own this bitch Soon as I drop, it's over with
Yeah, I'm okay in this bitch I go fillet in this bitch,
Bitch watch my shoes, I ball like the clippers Man, I'm so smooth, I could've made thriller
They say they rude, they think they killers Man, I'm too cool, other side of the pillow
Got that big forty on me, don't you disrespect (Mmm k? yeah)
Push up in that beamer, bitch, I flex (Mmm k? yeah)
She want me, but feelings I can't catch (Mmm k? yeah)
I don't want that hoe, I want the neck (Mmm k? yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Tyner
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