ksübi jeans (feat. Ehuncho)
Fuck yo Fortnite, nigga get a job
Yea
Yea
Haha
huh?, huh?
Cuban links been hitting lately
I'm on a fuckin' roof 'cause all my niggas feelin' faded
And I ain't changin' who I am 'cause all these bitches hatin'
I ain't no Dr. Seuss, this ain't for no little babies
Can't be fuckin' on no shorty that ain't drive me crazy
Trippin' off the red and blue pill, got me out the Matrix
Niggas fightin' over a bitch, that could never be me
Nigga, what the fuck, nigga, that could never be me
Shorty blocked me then unblocked me 'cause she'll never leave me, huh
I'm the motherfuckin' blueprint, y'all forever need me, huh
I'ma eat this fuckin' shit up like whatever feed me, huh
I'ma beat this fuckin' bitch up, I'm a fuckin' demon now
When I'm makin' me no money, yeah, I'm fuckin' tweakin', bruh
I can do whatever the fuck I want with no reason, nah
Fuckin' swimmin' in the pool, shorty got me a water park
Rich playboy ass nigga with the iron, Tony Stark
16 years old, and I'm never new to this
Huh, don't play 'bout this game, I'm always true to this
Calm yo stupid ass down, just be cool, lil bih
Don't ever talk 'bout ya gun, you never shootin' shit
Got a whole net worth tucked in Ksubi jeans
Talkin' all that like shit, like what the fuck you mean
I'm the fuckin' king, like what the fuck you mean
Noah, take the mic, like what the fuck you mean
If you don't got a stick, then what the fuck you got
Gotta pull out ARPs, Dracos, and fuckin' Glocks, huh
If you talk down on my name, then I'ma fuck yo thot, huh
Or I'll slide down on yo block and hit you with the chop, huh
Might just hit you in the leg and make you bunny hop, huh
But I beat up that lil' pussy, made her legs lock, huh
Feel like Glorilla, she talkin' 'bout some head top, huh
Feel like Fatso, bitch, I'm fuckin' on a bougie thot, huh
This a classic, me and Mel gon' make a mil, watch, huh
I'm on rap shit, but y'all niggas act like fuckin' bots
That boy on rat shit, he had snitched when he had seen the box
And when you seen me with your bitch, you said I know you lyin', huh
I fucked that bitch until she creamed, and now you fuckin' cryin', huh
When I'm stepping on these niggas, feel like a fuckin' giant, huh
I got them racks, I count six figures, what the fuck we buyin'
Huh, I ain't new to this, I'm true to this, I'm always grindin'
16 years old, and I'm never new to this
Huh, don't play 'bout this game, I'm always true to this
Calm yo stupid ass down, just be cool, lil bih
Don't ever talk 'bout ya gun, you never shootin' it, huh
Got a whole net worth tucked in Ksubi jeans
Talkin' all that like shit, like what the fuck you mean
I'm the fuckin' king, like what the fuck you mean
Talkin' shit about me is fuckin' blasphemy
Blasphemy, money is the task for me
I'm the fuckin' chosen one, so y'all gon' make a path for me
I'm the fuckin' golden son, so y'all momma might just ask for me
I just need me golden guns and two Blasians shakin' ass on me
Glock, glock, glock
Tucked in my Ksubi jeans
Or I got me purple jeans
This like a movie scene
My ex-bitch keep on callin' me
And sayin' she wantin' all of me
Like, bitch, you better swallow me
16 years old, and I'm never new to this
Huh, don't play 'bout this game, I'm always true to this
Calm yo stupid ass down, just be cool, lil bih
Don't ever talk 'bout ya gun, you never shootin' shit
Got a whole net worth tucked in Ksubi jeans
Talkin' all that like shit, like what the fuck you mean
I'm the fuckin' king, like what the fuck you mean
Aw, what the fuck you mean
Yea
Yea
Haha
huh?, huh?
Cuban links been hitting lately
I'm on a fuckin' roof 'cause all my niggas feelin' faded
And I ain't changin' who I am 'cause all these bitches hatin'
I ain't no Dr. Seuss, this ain't for no little babies
Can't be fuckin' on no shorty that ain't drive me crazy
Trippin' off the red and blue pill, got me out the Matrix
Niggas fightin' over a bitch, that could never be me
Nigga, what the fuck, nigga, that could never be me
Shorty blocked me then unblocked me 'cause she'll never leave me, huh
I'm the motherfuckin' blueprint, y'all forever need me, huh
I'ma eat this fuckin' shit up like whatever feed me, huh
I'ma beat this fuckin' bitch up, I'm a fuckin' demon now
When I'm makin' me no money, yeah, I'm fuckin' tweakin', bruh
I can do whatever the fuck I want with no reason, nah
Fuckin' swimmin' in the pool, shorty got me a water park
Rich playboy ass nigga with the iron, Tony Stark
16 years old, and I'm never new to this
Huh, don't play 'bout this game, I'm always true to this
Calm yo stupid ass down, just be cool, lil bih
Don't ever talk 'bout ya gun, you never shootin' shit
Got a whole net worth tucked in Ksubi jeans
Talkin' all that like shit, like what the fuck you mean
I'm the fuckin' king, like what the fuck you mean
Noah, take the mic, like what the fuck you mean
If you don't got a stick, then what the fuck you got
Gotta pull out ARPs, Dracos, and fuckin' Glocks, huh
If you talk down on my name, then I'ma fuck yo thot, huh
Or I'll slide down on yo block and hit you with the chop, huh
Might just hit you in the leg and make you bunny hop, huh
But I beat up that lil' pussy, made her legs lock, huh
Feel like Glorilla, she talkin' 'bout some head top, huh
Feel like Fatso, bitch, I'm fuckin' on a bougie thot, huh
This a classic, me and Mel gon' make a mil, watch, huh
I'm on rap shit, but y'all niggas act like fuckin' bots
That boy on rat shit, he had snitched when he had seen the box
And when you seen me with your bitch, you said I know you lyin', huh
I fucked that bitch until she creamed, and now you fuckin' cryin', huh
When I'm stepping on these niggas, feel like a fuckin' giant, huh
I got them racks, I count six figures, what the fuck we buyin'
Huh, I ain't new to this, I'm true to this, I'm always grindin'
16 years old, and I'm never new to this
Huh, don't play 'bout this game, I'm always true to this
Calm yo stupid ass down, just be cool, lil bih
Don't ever talk 'bout ya gun, you never shootin' it, huh
Got a whole net worth tucked in Ksubi jeans
Talkin' all that like shit, like what the fuck you mean
I'm the fuckin' king, like what the fuck you mean
Talkin' shit about me is fuckin' blasphemy
Blasphemy, money is the task for me
I'm the fuckin' chosen one, so y'all gon' make a path for me
I'm the fuckin' golden son, so y'all momma might just ask for me
I just need me golden guns and two Blasians shakin' ass on me
Glock, glock, glock
Tucked in my Ksubi jeans
Or I got me purple jeans
This like a movie scene
My ex-bitch keep on callin' me
And sayin' she wantin' all of me
Like, bitch, you better swallow me
16 years old, and I'm never new to this
Huh, don't play 'bout this game, I'm always true to this
Calm yo stupid ass down, just be cool, lil bih
Don't ever talk 'bout ya gun, you never shootin' shit
Got a whole net worth tucked in Ksubi jeans
Talkin' all that like shit, like what the fuck you mean
I'm the fuckin' king, like what the fuck you mean
Aw, what the fuck you mean
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Writer(s): Romel Bryant
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