All these punk ass people think they know me
Man, I swear like, you don't even exist
Know the kid's back, yes death to Kony
When i see my black folk i give the fist
Got the keys to a hot track show me
Circle back last line was the fifth
Put ya hands out sucker you owe me
Blow you off like a candle make a wish
See her man with a cane like ya Nasus
Cough away the pain, heal the fastest
Now Rage with me homie lets thrash this
Nigga act to slow? Twenty lashes
Got a red ribbon stitched on my jacket
Why ya looking at me? I'm attractive?
Get hype with me homie, get hype with me homie
Saddle up baby imma' go
Flow infectious, like a disease
Its the steez, getting cheese stacked
Can you even breathe
Next to me its a trap
Flow is deceased
Never kill hunger, yeah we all got to eat
Woah beep beep, back up
Pacifist, don't get smacked up
Spit shells like my tongue got the mac tucked
Muscle black, I extort ya like a pastor
You just a actor wanna be me
Got styles like a market flea
Act so spicy, young chai tea
Feel like bush, when the goods by me
Peace
You a carbon copy
All in together, black Hasanabi
Caught in the weather bring back tsunami
Toss in the flavor, like mmm umami
With the
North folk like yadada mean
Stay low key, I'm spotted? I scream!
Two black phones, like I'm Ethane Hawke
When I speak and talk, y'all react so clean
Like, do you really wanna go there?
My penny so wise, will you float there
When I show up to the room, y'all goat stare
Good day, tell me is the boat here
Like yuh, hold up stop it
Why you looking at me like a prophet
Spread lies, fill up ya pocket
Speak cap, cus' it just breed a profit
Going broke, cant shop at target
I guess that made me a Marxist
See ya weak ass flow, and ya scary ass bones
Get it twisted just like a bop it
Wanna chat? Like GPT
AI on ya TV screen
No practice, don't mind me
Gonna act up, man hold my tea
How I feel look
I'm A okay today
Phone DnD
Whip is 808
Y'all not seeing me
I'm kin of being mean
Never need a ring
Right here by my side
Never need to sing
Scribbles basquiat
Bantu knots and incense
Pacifistic but active
Bout the income
Pessimistic
Less sadistic
Rain come
Down and wash
The dirt from nails
But still ain't stop
The pain from my Ls
Bs on my shoulders
Keep my grounded
When I'm down
It's hard keep me round here
Rolling Stones
OVO
To jelly rolls
And dirty clothes
To jamming holes
To foot in door
To kicking doors
I might've stubbed toe
But I'm still stepping though
And I'm still kicking scratching
Meal ticket
Back flipping,
Off of that yellow shit that i'm sipping,
ATCQ can i kick it?
Hit a kick flip when I'm hopping over haters down sitting,
Everything i say has already been written,
I'm a prophet,
Flows that Moses was probably spitting,
And I'm at it again,
The mad hatter is at bat with a pad and a pen,
Macking a ten and slapping her friend,
I don't give a f*ck,
Momentum from back flips got me living dumb,
Shit, live it up,
Live and love,
Live and let learn,
And let burn anything that isn't fun,
I'm a legend, I'll die with that status,
Epitaph is gonna start out with:
"Matt hatt is the sickest rapper on the planet,
Too bad he landed on his head while trying to do a backflip"
KawaiiSteez - BackFlip! Lyrics
KawaiiSteez - BackFlip! Lyrics
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All these punk ass people think they know me
Man, I swear like, you don't even exist
Know the kid's back, yes death to Kony
When i see my black folk i give the fist
Got the keys to a hot track show me
Circle back last line was the fifth
Put ya hands out sucker you owe me
Blow you off like a candle make a wish
See her man with a cane like ya Nasus
Cough away the pain, heal the fastest
Now Rage with me homie lets thrash this
Nigga act to slow? Twenty lashes
Got a red ribbon stitched on my jacket
Why ya looking at me? I'm attractive?
Get hype with me homie, get hype with me homie
Saddle up baby imma' go
Flow infectious, like a disease
Its the steez, getting cheese stacked
Can you even breathe
Next to me its a trap
Flow is deceased
Never kill hunger, yeah we all got to eat
Woah beep beep, back up
Pacifist, don't get smacked up
Spit shells like my tongue got the mac tucked
Muscle black, I extort ya like a pastor
You just a actor wanna be me
Got styles like a market flea
Act so spicy, young chai tea
Feel like bush, when the goods by me
Peace
You a carbon copy
All in together, black Hasanabi
Caught in the weather bring back tsunami
Toss in the flavor, like mmm umami
With the
North folk like yadada mean
Stay low key, I'm spotted? I scream!
Two black phones, like I'm Ethane Hawke
When I speak and talk, y'all react so clean
Like, do you really wanna go there?
My penny so wise, will you float there
When I show up to the room, y'all goat stare
Good day, tell me is the boat here
Like yuh, hold up stop it
Why you looking at me like a prophet
Spread lies, fill up ya pocket
Speak cap, cus' it just breed a profit
Going broke, cant shop at target
I guess that made me a Marxist
See ya weak ass flow, and ya scary ass bones
Get it twisted just like a bop it
Wanna chat? Like GPT
AI on ya TV screen
No practice, don't mind me
Gonna act up, man hold my tea
How I feel look
I'm A okay today
Phone DnD
Whip is 808
Y'all not seeing me
I'm kin of being mean
Never need a ring
Right here by my side
Never need to sing
Scribbles basquiat
Bantu knots and incense
Pacifistic but active
Bout the income
Pessimistic
Less sadistic
Rain come
Down and wash
The dirt from nails
But still ain't stop
The pain from my Ls
Bs on my shoulders
Keep my grounded
When I'm down
It's hard keep me round here
Rolling Stones
OVO
To jelly rolls
And dirty clothes
To jamming holes
To foot in door
To kicking doors
I might've stubbed toe
But I'm still stepping though
And I'm still kicking scratching
Meal ticket
Back flipping,
Off of that yellow shit that i'm sipping,
ATCQ can i kick it?
Hit a kick flip when I'm hopping over haters down sitting,
Everything i say has already been written,
I'm a prophet,
Flows that Moses was probably spitting,
And I'm at it again,
The mad hatter is at bat with a pad and a pen,
Macking a ten and slapping her friend,
I don't give a f*ck,
Momentum from back flips got me living dumb,
Shit, live it up,
Live and love,
Live and let learn,
And let burn anything that isn't fun,
I'm a legend, I'll die with that status,
Epitaph is gonna start out with:
"Matt hatt is the sickest rapper on the planet,
Too bad he landed on his head while trying to do a backflip"
Man, I swear like, you don't even exist
Know the kid's back, yes death to Kony
When i see my black folk i give the fist
Got the keys to a hot track show me
Circle back last line was the fifth
Put ya hands out sucker you owe me
Blow you off like a candle make a wish
See her man with a cane like ya Nasus
Cough away the pain, heal the fastest
Now Rage with me homie lets thrash this
Nigga act to slow? Twenty lashes
Got a red ribbon stitched on my jacket
Why ya looking at me? I'm attractive?
Get hype with me homie, get hype with me homie
Saddle up baby imma' go
Flow infectious, like a disease
Its the steez, getting cheese stacked
Can you even breathe
Next to me its a trap
Flow is deceased
Never kill hunger, yeah we all got to eat
Woah beep beep, back up
Pacifist, don't get smacked up
Spit shells like my tongue got the mac tucked
Muscle black, I extort ya like a pastor
You just a actor wanna be me
Got styles like a market flea
Act so spicy, young chai tea
Feel like bush, when the goods by me
Peace
You a carbon copy
All in together, black Hasanabi
Caught in the weather bring back tsunami
Toss in the flavor, like mmm umami
With the
North folk like yadada mean
Stay low key, I'm spotted? I scream!
Two black phones, like I'm Ethane Hawke
When I speak and talk, y'all react so clean
Like, do you really wanna go there?
My penny so wise, will you float there
When I show up to the room, y'all goat stare
Good day, tell me is the boat here
Like yuh, hold up stop it
Why you looking at me like a prophet
Spread lies, fill up ya pocket
Speak cap, cus' it just breed a profit
Going broke, cant shop at target
I guess that made me a Marxist
See ya weak ass flow, and ya scary ass bones
Get it twisted just like a bop it
Wanna chat? Like GPT
AI on ya TV screen
No practice, don't mind me
Gonna act up, man hold my tea
How I feel look
I'm A okay today
Phone DnD
Whip is 808
Y'all not seeing me
I'm kin of being mean
Never need a ring
Right here by my side
Never need to sing
Scribbles basquiat
Bantu knots and incense
Pacifistic but active
Bout the income
Pessimistic
Less sadistic
Rain come
Down and wash
The dirt from nails
But still ain't stop
The pain from my Ls
Bs on my shoulders
Keep my grounded
When I'm down
It's hard keep me round here
Rolling Stones
OVO
To jelly rolls
And dirty clothes
To jamming holes
To foot in door
To kicking doors
I might've stubbed toe
But I'm still stepping though
And I'm still kicking scratching
Meal ticket
Back flipping,
Off of that yellow shit that i'm sipping,
ATCQ can i kick it?
Hit a kick flip when I'm hopping over haters down sitting,
Everything i say has already been written,
I'm a prophet,
Flows that Moses was probably spitting,
And I'm at it again,
The mad hatter is at bat with a pad and a pen,
Macking a ten and slapping her friend,
I don't give a f*ck,
Momentum from back flips got me living dumb,
Shit, live it up,
Live and love,
Live and let learn,
And let burn anything that isn't fun,
I'm a legend, I'll die with that status,
Epitaph is gonna start out with:
"Matt hatt is the sickest rapper on the planet,
Too bad he landed on his head while trying to do a backflip"
Writer: Dirk Braxton, Matthew Wear, Justin Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: KawaiiSteez
Language: English
Length: 3:54
Written by: Dirk Braxton, Matthew Wear, Justin Brown