I keep a k but I really do the cm
Sharkin for them bitches I was all up in the deep end
1 band for them shoes I was ballin that whole weekend
Yo shit pack a punched but my gun be outside tweakin
Bitch I'm drunk as shit I wanna f*ck and than I'm sleepin
Nigga talkin crazy I said kopy I ain speakin
All he did was punch you now you cryin and you leakin
I told bro get low he rolled the window he ain peepin
My niggas on the block they gettin breesh the way they trap turf
I kick down ya door f*ck i look like using passwords
I cant be trustin niggas everybody like to pass words
I keep a stichy on me get to close and u go backwards
Dam buck the sitchy he go backwards
That bitch be talkin crazy aaron rogers nah
Aaron Rodgers how I pack her nigga
She jus dropped the blunt i swear to god I almost smacked her nigga
Talk about my bloodas wrda bro like ima back u nigga
Told em to come out if anything im outside lackin nigga
Hangin out the window bitch im drunk off Casamigos
How is u a shooter but u cannot hit them free throws
Youngest mvp I been ballin like im d rose
F*ck that nigga esco but im barrin all these kilos
Hittin on parlays you wont catch me at casinos
Bitch im drunk as shit I'm in the casa wit my migos
Talkin bout my blood I come for blood like a mosquito
I be f*ckin fried I'm on em skittles with the cheetos
Sent em to the ally yeah I call that shit a backpack
She put that ass up on me she must know I wanna crack that
I made my first band jus hittin plays on the cashapp
That nigga he be feinin needa quit it put the packback
Put the pack back
Me and bro spinnin in the v got the sitchy on me
I was just a youngin freshman year I had em bitches on me
Pulled up to her crib closed my eyes the ass and titties on me
Stayin to myself cause all these niggas movin pretty offie
Hangin out the window bitch I'm drunk off casamigos
How is u a shooter but u cannot hit them free throws
Youngest mvp I been ballin like im d rose
F*ck that nigga esco but I'm barrin all these kilos
Hittin on parlays you wont catch me at casinos
Bitch I'm drunk as shit im in the casa wit my migos
Talkin bout my blood I come for blood like a mosquito
I be f*ckin fried I'm on em skittles with the cheetos
KCM MYKE - Casamigos Pt2 Lyrics
KCM MYKE - Casamigos Pt2 Lyrics
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I keep a k but I really do the cm
Sharkin for them bitches I was all up in the deep end
1 band for them shoes I was ballin that whole weekend
Yo shit pack a punched but my gun be outside tweakin
Bitch I'm drunk as shit I wanna f*ck and than I'm sleepin
Nigga talkin crazy I said kopy I ain speakin
All he did was punch you now you cryin and you leakin
I told bro get low he rolled the window he ain peepin
My niggas on the block they gettin breesh the way they trap turf
I kick down ya door f*ck i look like using passwords
I cant be trustin niggas everybody like to pass words
I keep a stichy on me get to close and u go backwards
Dam buck the sitchy he go backwards
That bitch be talkin crazy aaron rogers nah
Aaron Rodgers how I pack her nigga
She jus dropped the blunt i swear to god I almost smacked her nigga
Talk about my bloodas wrda bro like ima back u nigga
Told em to come out if anything im outside lackin nigga
Hangin out the window bitch im drunk off Casamigos
How is u a shooter but u cannot hit them free throws
Youngest mvp I been ballin like im d rose
F*ck that nigga esco but im barrin all these kilos
Hittin on parlays you wont catch me at casinos
Bitch im drunk as shit I'm in the casa wit my migos
Talkin bout my blood I come for blood like a mosquito
I be f*ckin fried I'm on em skittles with the cheetos
Sent em to the ally yeah I call that shit a backpack
She put that ass up on me she must know I wanna crack that
I made my first band jus hittin plays on the cashapp
That nigga he be feinin needa quit it put the packback
Put the pack back
Me and bro spinnin in the v got the sitchy on me
I was just a youngin freshman year I had em bitches on me
Pulled up to her crib closed my eyes the ass and titties on me
Stayin to myself cause all these niggas movin pretty offie
Hangin out the window bitch I'm drunk off casamigos
How is u a shooter but u cannot hit them free throws
Youngest mvp I been ballin like im d rose
F*ck that nigga esco but I'm barrin all these kilos
Hittin on parlays you wont catch me at casinos
Bitch I'm drunk as shit im in the casa wit my migos
Talkin bout my blood I come for blood like a mosquito
I be f*ckin fried I'm on em skittles with the cheetos
Sharkin for them bitches I was all up in the deep end
1 band for them shoes I was ballin that whole weekend
Yo shit pack a punched but my gun be outside tweakin
Bitch I'm drunk as shit I wanna f*ck and than I'm sleepin
Nigga talkin crazy I said kopy I ain speakin
All he did was punch you now you cryin and you leakin
I told bro get low he rolled the window he ain peepin
My niggas on the block they gettin breesh the way they trap turf
I kick down ya door f*ck i look like using passwords
I cant be trustin niggas everybody like to pass words
I keep a stichy on me get to close and u go backwards
Dam buck the sitchy he go backwards
That bitch be talkin crazy aaron rogers nah
Aaron Rodgers how I pack her nigga
She jus dropped the blunt i swear to god I almost smacked her nigga
Talk about my bloodas wrda bro like ima back u nigga
Told em to come out if anything im outside lackin nigga
Hangin out the window bitch im drunk off Casamigos
How is u a shooter but u cannot hit them free throws
Youngest mvp I been ballin like im d rose
F*ck that nigga esco but im barrin all these kilos
Hittin on parlays you wont catch me at casinos
Bitch im drunk as shit I'm in the casa wit my migos
Talkin bout my blood I come for blood like a mosquito
I be f*ckin fried I'm on em skittles with the cheetos
Sent em to the ally yeah I call that shit a backpack
She put that ass up on me she must know I wanna crack that
I made my first band jus hittin plays on the cashapp
That nigga he be feinin needa quit it put the packback
Put the pack back
Me and bro spinnin in the v got the sitchy on me
I was just a youngin freshman year I had em bitches on me
Pulled up to her crib closed my eyes the ass and titties on me
Stayin to myself cause all these niggas movin pretty offie
Hangin out the window bitch I'm drunk off casamigos
How is u a shooter but u cannot hit them free throws
Youngest mvp I been ballin like im d rose
F*ck that nigga esco but I'm barrin all these kilos
Hittin on parlays you wont catch me at casinos
Bitch I'm drunk as shit im in the casa wit my migos
Talkin bout my blood I come for blood like a mosquito
I be f*ckin fried I'm on em skittles with the cheetos
Writer: KEEP CHASINMONEY
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