Kee - The Bink Lyrics

I get loose of that bink
I get loose of that bink
Laser on my gun
I don't miss with my team
KEE
I get loose of that bink
Dame Lillard crunch time
I don't even think
Belichick play calling
Baby let me be
Hat in the air
When I'm riding on her spleen
Throwing fours for my team
Cold shoulder lost my big brother
Let me be
Pink cup 405n when I leave
Yellow tape on the scene no Celine
I'm like Pac got the juice
When I bleed
You ain't never seen me
On the corner In these streets
KEE
Trapping hard late nights
For my dreams
Hazelnut eyes put the
White in her green
Uhh
I'm the K to the E
Idgaf lock it down for the streets
Ak47 by my sheets
Hustle in the morning
Everyday of the week
I get loose of that bink
KEE
Baby bottle pour a four
Before I leave
Brett Favre pass a bag
To my team
Riding on her spleen
Saddle up it get crazy
In these skreets
No seatbelt N****
What you think
Ain't for long with it
Andre Drummond on the court
On and off
Bouncing on these N*****
When I bounce out like Gasol
Feel like Victor Wemmbanyama
Louis at the sea
When I'm dripping in Vuittona
Aye
I got Dior on my feet
Mcm Mcm pillow case sheets
I'm on the corner when we speak
Idgaf how you feel
B**** you weak
Everytime that I speak
Say preach
Really imma dog
K nine in the streets
What you do bout it
Me and all my N***** pop out
We get fools bout it
At the casino
Hundred thousand dollers on the C note