Kevin Nash

Yeah
Two straps in my trunk
Molly water and a dutch
Why they cappin like they us
Think we rappers, they get touched
Got a package in a glove
Chicken wrap, that's for scent
Man I know we ain't the ones
Don't make me say that shit again

DOB another gear
And I came up in the clutch
Had to slap my plug up
He was playin way too much
Told that bitch to shut up
She been sayin way too much
And I learned this shit from Weezy
I don't say what's in my
Red vans, skinny pants
But my pockets Kevin Nash
If it's us against them
They look like they never rapped
Pack came in on the first
But I know it never lasts
How the fuck can I fall off
When I always get it back
Call me him, I'm a dog
Keep a leg up when I piss
Got my leg up on the comp
Put they head up on a stick
Game Of Thrones, Jon Snow
But I feel like Jon Wick
Never miss, never miss
Boy you know I never miss

Got two straps in the trunk
Molly water and a dutch
Why they cappin like they us
Think we rappers, they get touched
Got a package in the glove
Chicken wrap, that's for scent
Man I know we ain't the ones
Don't make me say that shit again
Got two straps in a trunk
Molly water and a blunt
Put my dog in the Benz
And someone's daughter in the front
Got a package in the glove
Chicken wrap, that's for scent
Man I know we ain't the ones
Don't make me say that shit again

Man take that package out the glove
Put that daughter in the back
Keep big one up in the head
And keep bout ten up in the mag
Homie got a brand new AR
Came with a muzzle and a beam
Big bro shoot that shit for hours
We just call him Austin Reaves
Someone go and get my flowers
Before I turn this to a scene
Shit I feel like Austin Powers
I'm a man of mystery
Baby girl look at me sour
Must've thought that shit was sweet
Must've thought that I was broke
I said nah bitch, I'm just cheap
Baby girl, let me do my dance
Feel like Billie Jean
Baby girl, do it with no hands
Just shut up girl, just breathe
What it do, pussy boy
Man now don't you test your luck
I'm in a mood, might get rude
Shit I might go pop the trunk
Fuck is up, feel like Chris Tucker
Always in a rush, wanna love
I ain't got no time
I just wanna fuck, I'm on her mind
I just fade away, feel like Kevin Love
Got a lot of money, stashed
But still a lot just ain't enough

Got two straps in the trunk
Molly water and a dutch
Why they cappin like they us
Think we rappers, they get touched
Got a package in the glove
Chicken wrap, that's for scent
Man I know we ain't the ones
Don't make me say that shit again
Got two straps in a trunk
Molly water and a blunt
Put my dog in the Benz
And someone's daughter in the front
Got a package in the glove
Chicken wrap, that's for scent
Man I know we ain't the ones
Don't make me say that shit again



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