What's brackin' bitch not a thang
And I got gas for sale it's that pure octane
A broke bitch sniffing cocaine
Uh the main bitch that'll speak on my name
Since I came in I blangin'
Still same shit
Just now I got three chains swangin'
Y'all treat me like I'm famous
I don't say shit
I just keep a pistol with like 8 clips
F*ck a A List
I'm tryna make a playlist
Get a home that's spacious and never make a payment
I could a f*ck about my ex back then I wasn't shit
And guess what I still ain't shit, bitch
And I'm still staying dangerous
Maintaining mackin' and hangin'
High st 45 what I'm bangin'
This didn't happen over night that's why I'm greatness
I'ma Maxwell kid nigga
Shopping at max fields nigga
Uh Was in the alleyway outside doing digits
And I clapped at bitch nigga
Yeah my diamonds big dancing
They throw shade my way but it's cap shit
Everything that say is all past tense
I lived past it bitch be more elaborate
You ain't active
You just pop at the lips
and that'll get yo ass smacked quick
I'm relaxin'
Big maxin'
And I talk my shit 'cause I can back it
That's facts bitch
And understand bitch
That it ain't another bitch that can match it
Hell yeah I'm ecstatic
I made my way from pallets on a floor to a mansion
Bitches you on always on sad shit
You doing bad bitch
I'm court side warriors Mavericks
I drop the top when I need more expansion
On a vacation on a island or the Hamptons
And I be chillin' I be kickin' shit
Me and old friends hatching our differences
My nigga on some real nigga shit
I still drink champagne with my chicken strips
I'm a self made nigga
I did everything that I done campaigned nigga
Shine so bright that you just can't shade nigga
I'ma Teflon don that you just can't hate nigga
But I still wish a bitch would ho
You getting pressed and getting push on
I'm at the crib getting good dome
While my main callin' me
and I'm like f*ck shit which phone
To go against me you need a wishbone
But yo wish won't get granted bitch shit no
I ain't the type you could shit on
'Cause if you try that shit
you know which way this shit could go
Kamaiyah - Intro Lyrics
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What's brackin' bitch not a thang
And I got gas for sale it's that pure octane
A broke bitch sniffing cocaine
Uh the main bitch that'll speak on my name
Since I came in I blangin'
Still same shit
Just now I got three chains swangin'
Y'all treat me like I'm famous
I don't say shit
I just keep a pistol with like 8 clips
F*ck a A List
I'm tryna make a playlist
Get a home that's spacious and never make a payment
I could a f*ck about my ex back then I wasn't shit
And guess what I still ain't shit, bitch
And I'm still staying dangerous
Maintaining mackin' and hangin'
High st 45 what I'm bangin'
This didn't happen over night that's why I'm greatness
I'ma Maxwell kid nigga
Shopping at max fields nigga
Uh Was in the alleyway outside doing digits
And I clapped at bitch nigga
Yeah my diamonds big dancing
They throw shade my way but it's cap shit
Everything that say is all past tense
I lived past it bitch be more elaborate
You ain't active
You just pop at the lips
and that'll get yo ass smacked quick
I'm relaxin'
Big maxin'
And I talk my shit 'cause I can back it
That's facts bitch
And understand bitch
That it ain't another bitch that can match it
Hell yeah I'm ecstatic
I made my way from pallets on a floor to a mansion
Bitches you on always on sad shit
You doing bad bitch
I'm court side warriors Mavericks
I drop the top when I need more expansion
On a vacation on a island or the Hamptons
And I be chillin' I be kickin' shit
Me and old friends hatching our differences
My nigga on some real nigga shit
I still drink champagne with my chicken strips
I'm a self made nigga
I did everything that I done campaigned nigga
Shine so bright that you just can't shade nigga
I'ma Teflon don that you just can't hate nigga
But I still wish a bitch would ho
You getting pressed and getting push on
I'm at the crib getting good dome
While my main callin' me
and I'm like f*ck shit which phone
To go against me you need a wishbone
But yo wish won't get granted bitch shit no
I ain't the type you could shit on
'Cause if you try that shit
you know which way this shit could go
And I got gas for sale it's that pure octane
A broke bitch sniffing cocaine
Uh the main bitch that'll speak on my name
Since I came in I blangin'
Still same shit
Just now I got three chains swangin'
Y'all treat me like I'm famous
I don't say shit
I just keep a pistol with like 8 clips
F*ck a A List
I'm tryna make a playlist
Get a home that's spacious and never make a payment
I could a f*ck about my ex back then I wasn't shit
And guess what I still ain't shit, bitch
And I'm still staying dangerous
Maintaining mackin' and hangin'
High st 45 what I'm bangin'
This didn't happen over night that's why I'm greatness
I'ma Maxwell kid nigga
Shopping at max fields nigga
Uh Was in the alleyway outside doing digits
And I clapped at bitch nigga
Yeah my diamonds big dancing
They throw shade my way but it's cap shit
Everything that say is all past tense
I lived past it bitch be more elaborate
You ain't active
You just pop at the lips
and that'll get yo ass smacked quick
I'm relaxin'
Big maxin'
And I talk my shit 'cause I can back it
That's facts bitch
And understand bitch
That it ain't another bitch that can match it
Hell yeah I'm ecstatic
I made my way from pallets on a floor to a mansion
Bitches you on always on sad shit
You doing bad bitch
I'm court side warriors Mavericks
I drop the top when I need more expansion
On a vacation on a island or the Hamptons
And I be chillin' I be kickin' shit
Me and old friends hatching our differences
My nigga on some real nigga shit
I still drink champagne with my chicken strips
I'm a self made nigga
I did everything that I done campaigned nigga
Shine so bright that you just can't shade nigga
I'ma Teflon don that you just can't hate nigga
But I still wish a bitch would ho
You getting pressed and getting push on
I'm at the crib getting good dome
While my main callin' me
and I'm like f*ck shit which phone
To go against me you need a wishbone
But yo wish won't get granted bitch shit no
I ain't the type you could shit on
'Cause if you try that shit
you know which way this shit could go
Writer: Kamaiyah Jamesha Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.