Swizz
Yeeeeeah
Come on boy its Klark Kent
(Come on boy)
I got some opps
Headed to my spot
Thinkin issa drop
But it's not
I'm on anotha block
Servin what I got
This that top notch
Out the crockpot
Single Servin make the block hot
It ain't my fault
It's the cops
Give the money to my pops
Cause he livin over seas
He be doin what he want
I be doin what I need
I just made a new deal now im livin where I please
Tell yo girl she gotta chill before I show her what she need
This the big bank buddha bitch
Bangin like I'm ludacris
If I started spittin back in 2006
He think I'm hittin all these licks
Cause I came and took his bitch
It ain't my fuckin fault that she know just what it is
Bitch I'm the goat
Dontchu know that I been doin this so long that I'm a pro
Imma invest in myself cause I know I'm abouta blow
Imma take a few wit me cause the gang is all I know
Why you talkin all dat cap you should know betta fasho
Bitch stop playin wit me
Bitch stop playin
I got hoes livin in zip codes that I aint ever been
Bitch stop playin wit me
Bitch stop playin
Sit back relax n sip this gin
Been abouta check the first time I seen a pen, sign
Any kinda money in my name I been obsessed
Imma always need some more n I ever taken less
When they speakin on my name don't forget the fuckin rest
Best dressed n never leave the house without a vest
She got the look of death imma have to take her breathe
I been everywhere you wanna go n neva had to stress bout it
Super stoned everywhere I go I make a mess prolly
I'm the type only get it at the right price
Like Mike if you catch me at the right time
I shine bright cause I'm always in the limelight
Bouta make a highlight tape of yo bitch last night
That's right imma catch it in the first degree
Emergency
They gotta fuck wit me now
They stackin up the rebounds
I be runnin point
Only givin out directions neva tell em where I'm goin
Too live to try
I gotta get right
She look too fine
It's gotta be tonight
Charge a hunnid a flight
I'll take ten in row
I don't know what I like
N imma see where this goes
Cuz it ain't nun to me
Too hot on da block bout a hunnid degrees
One stop n I'm goin where they ain't gon see me no mo
Spend my money at the Gucci store
Flip flop chillin while I'm the kickin the bill
Now da killin appealin
Not til I get to a million
The fake love runnin out the spot so fast
That I frequent lookin at the bottom of the glass
Come on boy, its Klark Kent
And I've been like this
Imma hit that shit
Come on
Cuz Klark Kent and Tato
Takin over your world
Me n Big B Volume 3, 3,3
Come on boy its Klark Kent
(Come on boy)
I got some opps
Headed to my spot
Thinkin issa drop
But it's not
I'm on anotha block
Servin what I got
This that top notch
Out the crockpot
Single Servin make the block hot
It ain't my fault
It's the cops
Give the money to my pops
Cause he livin over seas
He be doin what he want
I be doin what I need
I just made a new deal now im livin where I please
Tell yo girl she gotta chill before I show her what she need
This the big bank buddha bitch
Bangin like I'm ludacris
If I started spittin back in 2006
He think I'm hittin all these licks
Cause I came and took his bitch
It ain't my fuckin fault that she know just what it is
Bitch I'm the goat
Dontchu know that I been doin this so long that I'm a pro
Imma invest in myself cause I know I'm abouta blow
Imma take a few wit me cause the gang is all I know
Why you talkin all dat cap you should know betta fasho
Bitch stop playin wit me
Bitch stop playin
I got hoes livin in zip codes that I aint ever been
Bitch stop playin wit me
Bitch stop playin
Sit back relax n sip this gin
Been abouta check the first time I seen a pen, sign
Any kinda money in my name I been obsessed
Imma always need some more n I ever taken less
When they speakin on my name don't forget the fuckin rest
Best dressed n never leave the house without a vest
She got the look of death imma have to take her breathe
I been everywhere you wanna go n neva had to stress bout it
Super stoned everywhere I go I make a mess prolly
I'm the type only get it at the right price
Like Mike if you catch me at the right time
I shine bright cause I'm always in the limelight
Bouta make a highlight tape of yo bitch last night
That's right imma catch it in the first degree
Emergency
They gotta fuck wit me now
They stackin up the rebounds
I be runnin point
Only givin out directions neva tell em where I'm goin
Too live to try
I gotta get right
She look too fine
It's gotta be tonight
Charge a hunnid a flight
I'll take ten in row
I don't know what I like
N imma see where this goes
Cuz it ain't nun to me
Too hot on da block bout a hunnid degrees
One stop n I'm goin where they ain't gon see me no mo
Spend my money at the Gucci store
Flip flop chillin while I'm the kickin the bill
Now da killin appealin
Not til I get to a million
The fake love runnin out the spot so fast
That I frequent lookin at the bottom of the glass
Come on boy, its Klark Kent
And I've been like this
Imma hit that shit
Come on
Cuz Klark Kent and Tato
Takin over your world
Me n Big B Volume 3, 3,3
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Writer(s): Cole Cintas
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