Slangn KK
Big trap bitch
Real nigga shit only (Huh)
You know what time it is
Aye man
I'm a made man
White girl hit the pan
Come back yellow, that's a spray tan
Diamond cross
Real VVS's, nigga, amen
Trap illustrated pieces
Nigga, Hus name engraved in (Yow free my nigga Hus)
Loved all the bitches that I came in
Tapped to the murders
This is swamp life, living like a Caiman
I'm trapping on the Friday
Come and get this boy Damon
P's of KK in the trap
Sold twenty just a day in (Huh)
Before we put 'em in a box
First they gotta weigh-in
Niggas doing the devil's work
Go catch a case then wanna pray then
You show me who you really is
Ain't much I gotta say then (Cross me over)
They see it when it's lit
They don't see the work you slaved in
Royal Oak Rose gold
I'm flexing just for waving
Bulletproof Caddy, how I came in
Protect my body
Bitch, I'm too important
Love is love
I'm giving off whatever you importing
KK ashes on my Louis Garment
New Cuban, I chose not to charm it
They gave us jail, then they chose to farm it
This type of talk alarming (This shit crazy)
I kept my distance, knew that you would harm it
My brand, I'm smoking Wiz strand
Real shit, Trap
I'm from the land that's far from free
A house, nigga
No, that's far from me
Real big ring, head like Ali
Made plenty wrong choices
Hoes get raw oysters
Rice on dope, stop moisture
If you know, you know
Always had 'em for the low
Dying in the cop and go
Got - and I was on the flow
Had bricks when they was selling Dro
Everything was genuine from me
Always played my role
Hagler, I still love you
I just thought that, I'd let you know
Pittsburg, I'm from Pittsburg
Pothead twisting the best herb
Rolling up the Kush
I'm an expert
The best version
Of a celebrity
You see them others get curved
Mixed words
Going out to expensive places and get served
Yes sir
In New York City, my lady dressed in fur
Say it online, but they won't say it in person
Know that I'm hurting them
Always be a boss, I can't work for no other man
Trees kinda colorful and
I made a plan and I stuck to it
Just a lot of hard work
Ain't no buck to it
Now my truck moving slow-mo
Angel in front
Stay going to the bank
And I stay rolling up
Still a multi-millionaire
And I stay in the cut
Still a legend in the game
They can say what they want
Wake up out my sleep
Decide to make a new company
Trees right in front of me
Had a wild night, but that's nothing to me
The lady of your dreams rolling up for me
Real nigga shit only (Huh)
You know what time it is
Aye man
I'm a made man
White girl hit the pan
Come back yellow, that's a spray tan
Diamond cross
Real VVS's, nigga, amen
Trap illustrated pieces
Nigga, Hus name engraved in (Yow free my nigga Hus)
Loved all the bitches that I came in
Tapped to the murders
This is swamp life, living like a Caiman
I'm trapping on the Friday
Come and get this boy Damon
P's of KK in the trap
Sold twenty just a day in (Huh)
Before we put 'em in a box
First they gotta weigh-in
Niggas doing the devil's work
Go catch a case then wanna pray then
You show me who you really is
Ain't much I gotta say then (Cross me over)
They see it when it's lit
They don't see the work you slaved in
Royal Oak Rose gold
I'm flexing just for waving
Bulletproof Caddy, how I came in
Protect my body
Bitch, I'm too important
Love is love
I'm giving off whatever you importing
KK ashes on my Louis Garment
New Cuban, I chose not to charm it
They gave us jail, then they chose to farm it
This type of talk alarming (This shit crazy)
I kept my distance, knew that you would harm it
My brand, I'm smoking Wiz strand
Real shit, Trap
I'm from the land that's far from free
A house, nigga
No, that's far from me
Real big ring, head like Ali
Made plenty wrong choices
Hoes get raw oysters
Rice on dope, stop moisture
If you know, you know
Always had 'em for the low
Dying in the cop and go
Got - and I was on the flow
Had bricks when they was selling Dro
Everything was genuine from me
Always played my role
Hagler, I still love you
I just thought that, I'd let you know
Pittsburg, I'm from Pittsburg
Pothead twisting the best herb
Rolling up the Kush
I'm an expert
The best version
Of a celebrity
You see them others get curved
Mixed words
Going out to expensive places and get served
Yes sir
In New York City, my lady dressed in fur
Say it online, but they won't say it in person
Know that I'm hurting them
Always be a boss, I can't work for no other man
Trees kinda colorful and
I made a plan and I stuck to it
Just a lot of hard work
Ain't no buck to it
Now my truck moving slow-mo
Angel in front
Stay going to the bank
And I stay rolling up
Still a multi-millionaire
And I stay in the cut
Still a legend in the game
They can say what they want
Wake up out my sleep
Decide to make a new company
Trees right in front of me
Had a wild night, but that's nothing to me
The lady of your dreams rolling up for me
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Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Kevin Andre Price, Joseph Barnett
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