Kablam
For real
Casey, if you don't mind
Uh, yeah
Bitch
Uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, they tryna scam it out
Really, I be out here tryna blam it out
Uh, in a jam or not
Treat this shirt just like a mask
Rammin' in your spot, rammin' down your ho
Lil' bitch tried to hit me, but I think not
That bitch want a one on one I told her I can't hang out
Her nigga think he ballin told that boy he play for Shanghai
He said he got that fire, put that motherfuckin flame out
They askin' whoop-de-whoop, 'bout what's his name
I said, I don't know
On the top flow with that hard flow
Ain't a place in here I don't go
In the kitchen gettin' ate by your bitch but she can't stay
Tell that lil' boy that the game is the game and he can't play
This the shit I did when I ain't had nothin else to do today
I put some muscle on, still bring the cutta
I ain't giving fades
My girl from out of state, she use her GPS to get to places
My brother just came home, but he still on it, using different faces
Yeah, they tryna scam it out
Really, I be out here tryna blam it out
Uh, in a jam or not
Treat this shirt just like a mask
Rammin' in your spot, rammin' down your ho
Lil' bitch tried to hit me, but I think not
That bitch want a one on one I told her I can't hang out
Her nigga think he ballin told that boy he play for Shanghai
He said he got that fire, put that motherfuckin flame out
I think I like her voice, I think her name Anycia
She tryna tell me that she got a man, the fuck is he to ya
Ain't the time that I be lackin', hope you got that heat with ya
If I can't get at you, then I get anybody seen with ya
You ever had a bald nigga, push yo top back
Pullin' on her hair, cause her main nigga not that
Comin' from the four, I'm from the east only nigga at the top is me
100 ball on 900 block since 2016, for real nigga
Yeah, they tryna scam it out
Really, I be out here tryna blam it out
Uh, in a jam or not
Treat this shirt just like a mask
Rammin' in your spot, rammin' down your ho
Lil' bitch tried to hit me, but I think not
That bitch want a one on one I told her I can't hang out
Her nigga think he ballin told that boy he play for Shanghai
He said he got that fire, put that motherfuckin flame out
Casey, if you don't mind
Uh, yeah
Bitch
Uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, they tryna scam it out
Really, I be out here tryna blam it out
Uh, in a jam or not
Treat this shirt just like a mask
Rammin' in your spot, rammin' down your ho
Lil' bitch tried to hit me, but I think not
That bitch want a one on one I told her I can't hang out
Her nigga think he ballin told that boy he play for Shanghai
He said he got that fire, put that motherfuckin flame out
They askin' whoop-de-whoop, 'bout what's his name
I said, I don't know
On the top flow with that hard flow
Ain't a place in here I don't go
In the kitchen gettin' ate by your bitch but she can't stay
Tell that lil' boy that the game is the game and he can't play
This the shit I did when I ain't had nothin else to do today
I put some muscle on, still bring the cutta
I ain't giving fades
My girl from out of state, she use her GPS to get to places
My brother just came home, but he still on it, using different faces
Yeah, they tryna scam it out
Really, I be out here tryna blam it out
Uh, in a jam or not
Treat this shirt just like a mask
Rammin' in your spot, rammin' down your ho
Lil' bitch tried to hit me, but I think not
That bitch want a one on one I told her I can't hang out
Her nigga think he ballin told that boy he play for Shanghai
He said he got that fire, put that motherfuckin flame out
I think I like her voice, I think her name Anycia
She tryna tell me that she got a man, the fuck is he to ya
Ain't the time that I be lackin', hope you got that heat with ya
If I can't get at you, then I get anybody seen with ya
You ever had a bald nigga, push yo top back
Pullin' on her hair, cause her main nigga not that
Comin' from the four, I'm from the east only nigga at the top is me
100 ball on 900 block since 2016, for real nigga
Yeah, they tryna scam it out
Really, I be out here tryna blam it out
Uh, in a jam or not
Treat this shirt just like a mask
Rammin' in your spot, rammin' down your ho
Lil' bitch tried to hit me, but I think not
That bitch want a one on one I told her I can't hang out
Her nigga think he ballin told that boy he play for Shanghai
He said he got that fire, put that motherfuckin flame out
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Writer(s): Chad Cosby
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