Kant B TAMED
Step up in the party, yea, they know what's goin' on
Yea my brother, yea he, walked in with a fuckin' 40 drum
Niggas mad at me 'cause I got the fuckin' funds
Why the fuck would you think I wouldn't be here boy you dumb
Yea that boy he fake, he don't want no fade
I just hit my brother up you know that he don't play
I don't know your name, get up out my face
Imma motherfuckin' rockstar I can't be tamed
I got funds, baby what you want?
Why that nigga pussy? Why he always run?
I got all this fuckin' gas in my lungs
Boy you're bottom of the barrel yea you're scum
Nowadays it feel like all my old friends comin' back
When I needed help, where was y'all fuck niggas at?
It don't matter though, now I pull up in some shit that's fast
Yea we lit as fuck, all my brothers turnt up to the max!
Step up in the party, yea, they know what's goin' on
Yea my brother, yea he, walked in with a fuckin' 40 drum
Niggas mad at me 'cause I got the fuckin' funds
Why the fuck would you think I wouldn't be here boy you dumb
Yea that boy he fake, He don't want no fade
I just hit my brother up you know that he don't play
I don't know your name, get up out my face
Imma motherfuckin' rockstar I can't be tamed
Yea my brother, yea he, walked in with a fuckin' 40 drum
Niggas mad at me 'cause I got the fuckin' funds
Why the fuck would you think I wouldn't be here boy you dumb
Yea that boy he fake, he don't want no fade
I just hit my brother up you know that he don't play
I don't know your name, get up out my face
Imma motherfuckin' rockstar I can't be tamed
I got funds, baby what you want?
Why that nigga pussy? Why he always run?
I got all this fuckin' gas in my lungs
Boy you're bottom of the barrel yea you're scum
Nowadays it feel like all my old friends comin' back
When I needed help, where was y'all fuck niggas at?
It don't matter though, now I pull up in some shit that's fast
Yea we lit as fuck, all my brothers turnt up to the max!
Step up in the party, yea, they know what's goin' on
Yea my brother, yea he, walked in with a fuckin' 40 drum
Niggas mad at me 'cause I got the fuckin' funds
Why the fuck would you think I wouldn't be here boy you dumb
Yea that boy he fake, He don't want no fade
I just hit my brother up you know that he don't play
I don't know your name, get up out my face
Imma motherfuckin' rockstar I can't be tamed
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Writer(s): Reese Donahue
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