Smirking
I got ARP, .556 and .233
Bape jacket on me
I bought two it cost a fee
Spent two bands just on my tee
The bapes, The Rick's, The Jordan's my feet
I got a pole for the niggas who lurking and imma be smirking I catch me a b
She keep on my grabbing my pants
She keep on grabbing my (Phew)
She think she touching my (whistle)
She touching my clip, cause I got my gun in my pants
She say that I do it the best
She telling me that I'm the rudest
I'm cooking this beat like a chef, I'm going retarded they calling me stupid
This bitch ain't using her neck, I told her without it she useless
Bro give me the tech, I spot me a opp I'm sending the nigga to buddha
Im teaching these niggas like tutors
By myself ion need me a shooter
These niggas be hating, I don't give a fuck imma do what I want like I'm Rula
Yeah
Bro run down with Glock 19, he got perfect aim
Bro shot the whole group 7/7 that's a perfect game
If you in my vision it don't matter, that's a perfect range
I just seen a nigga flexing blues, like that's a perfect stain
I got ARP, .556 and .233
Bape jacket on me
I bought two it cost a fee
Spent two bands just on my tee
The bapes, The Rick's, The Jordan's my feet
I got a pole for the niggas who lurking and imma be smirking I catch me a b
Yeah
What he say, look
He said
K-a-e-d-o that's me
H-e-e-m bitch I'm Heem
Yeah
Bape jacket on me
I bought two it cost a fee
Spent two bands just on my tee
The bapes, The Rick's, The Jordan's my feet
I got a pole for the niggas who lurking and imma be smirking I catch me a b
She keep on my grabbing my pants
She keep on grabbing my (Phew)
She think she touching my (whistle)
She touching my clip, cause I got my gun in my pants
She say that I do it the best
She telling me that I'm the rudest
I'm cooking this beat like a chef, I'm going retarded they calling me stupid
This bitch ain't using her neck, I told her without it she useless
Bro give me the tech, I spot me a opp I'm sending the nigga to buddha
Im teaching these niggas like tutors
By myself ion need me a shooter
These niggas be hating, I don't give a fuck imma do what I want like I'm Rula
Yeah
Bro run down with Glock 19, he got perfect aim
Bro shot the whole group 7/7 that's a perfect game
If you in my vision it don't matter, that's a perfect range
I just seen a nigga flexing blues, like that's a perfect stain
I got ARP, .556 and .233
Bape jacket on me
I bought two it cost a fee
Spent two bands just on my tee
The bapes, The Rick's, The Jordan's my feet
I got a pole for the niggas who lurking and imma be smirking I catch me a b
Yeah
What he say, look
He said
K-a-e-d-o that's me
H-e-e-m bitch I'm Heem
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Kaedo Ots
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