Kung Fu

You see the drip when I come through
Gucci bandana like kung fu
Double F up on my black belt
Match my kicks like 1 2
That's what I dropped on the fit ooh
I get a check n' I run through
Rollin' up GG when I'm in the stu
Broke bitch don't make me flex on you
You see the drip when I come through
Gucci bandana like kung fu
Double F up on my black belt
Match my kicks like 1 2
That's what I dropped on the fit ooh
I get a check n' I run through
Rollin' up GG when I'm in the stu
Broke bitch don't make me flex on you

Ride a new wave ain't followin'
Got these hoes goin' nuts they swallow em'
I hit it then I cap when I'm callin' em
I had to drip on a bitch fuck all of em
Hatin' on YFG who stoppin' em?
Smoke em like a wood you saw me choppin' em
Or I pull up by myself just to box wit him
I ain't need a clip either way I'm droppin' em
Broke bitch thought after I hit it that she's something I'd wanna keep
I'm in the trap runnin' up this cheese
You coulda ran up this money wit me
I just can't wait till I'm on her TV
Rippin' up hundreds like money was nothin' to me
I couldn't see, just like I'm Stevie Wonder
I let that bitch off the leash

You see the drip when I come through
Gucci bandana like kung fu
Double F up on my black belt
Match my kicks like 1 2
That's what I dropped on the fit ooh
I get a check n' I run through
Rollin' up GG when I'm in the stu
Broke bitch don't make me flex on you
You see the drip when I come through
Gucci bandana like kung fu
Double F up on my black belt
Match my kicks like 1 2
That's what I dropped on the fit ooh
I get a check n' I run through
Rollin' up GG when I'm in the stu
Broke bitch don't make me flex on you

YFG the squad n' we lit
Drop a bag at the mall on the fit
Double G's I'm so Gucci wit it
Money talk n' its talkin' some shit
I'm authentic you came off of wish
We are not on the same fuckin' list
Throwin' bullets I'm on point wit this bitch
Or Nick Cannon I'm nice wit the stick pause
Ya bitch just wanted a flick
Certified I'm standin' legit
Put in time and I'm takin ya shift
Can't compare man I'm Uber you Lyft
N' she lovin' my drip yeah my drip
So she suck on a real nigga dick
N' she know how I get wit the shits
So she lovin' my dick n my drip
She lovin' the way that I ball
Hit the courts man you know that I ball
3 shoots man I'm feelin' like Curry
Shots fired his body get buried
Then I run to the mall in a hurry
Hit the stu man we cookin' up curry
Watch my chain and ya vision get blurry
YFG to the top in a hurry

You see the drip when I come through
Gucci bandana like kung fu
Double F up on my black belt
Match my kicks like 1 2
That's what I dropped on the fit ooh
I get a check n' I run through
Rollin' up GG when I'm in the stu
Broke bitch don't make me flex on you
You see the drip when I come through
Gucci bandana like kung fu
Double F up on my black belt
Match my kicks like 1 2
That's what I dropped on the fit ooh
I get a check n' I run through
Rollin' up GG when I'm in the stu
Broke bitch don't make me flex on you



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Writer(s): Matt Thomas
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