Lil nigga started movin packs
Need sacks tryna pay for my shit
Most these racks gen spent
I'm loyal, but most these hoes gettin' bent
Call boy Ken got Benz that tint
Got Timbs black rims finna spin yo shit
K-K gon spray I don't need no kit
Real-life paid I don't need no brick
Off cascade wake up eat grits
Bro gon score don't see no bricks
Quit hittin' my jack tryna work lil bitch
Engine in the back in the front got sticks
Flyin' with a mac like a punt got kick
Took da Zara back cuz da racks cant fit
Pullup with a scat cuz the Benz ain' quick
Hit em with a bat cuz da gas ain stick
Hit em with a bat cuz da aye aye
He sent da addy we slidin' ta finish
I don't do gimmicks I'm killin' defendants
She gets outlandish you mention a mention
Bro got the auto I'm loadin' a semi
I see a lotta snakin' Minnie Mickey's
No, I ain' gotta take I'm spendin' fifties
Boy almost caught a case he started dissin'
I made his momma pray report em missin'
I made da water shake my rollie pissy
Call it Karate K the choppa' kickin'
I left her body shakin' shawty limpin'
Call it Karate Day Audemars hittin'...
Lil nigga started movin packs
Need sacks tryna pay for my shit
Most these racks gen spent
I'm loyal, but most dee hoe gen bent
Call boy Ken got Benz that tint
Got Timbs, black rims, finna spin yo shit
K gon spray ion need no kit
Real-life paid I don't need no brick
Off cascade wake up eat grits
(Ah) I collect a bag (Uh)
Jeans cost about a quarter k and
Nigga you still get cash from yo dad
My nigga, you is the sad
How do you spell depression (Mm)
(Sent that f*ck nigga to heaven
We caught him and shot him
Gave that boy a lesson
I swear that that)
Holy Glock givin' out blessings
I don't like hurtin' niggas but I'm destined (Mm)
I gotta plug his name Kevin
He keeps a pretty dirty mac 11 (Mm)
Got some hard but I ain' chef it
You gotta show me guap or I ain' sellin'
Know that I keep sum niggas they ain tellin,
I got up of of the block and I'm steppin' look
Lil nigga started movin packs need sacks tryna pay for my shit
Most these racks gen spent
I'm loyal, but most dee hoe gen bent
Call boy Ken got Benz that tint
Got Timbs, black rims, finna spin yo shit
K-K gon spray ion need no kit
Real-life paid ion need no brick
Off cascade wake up eat grits
Off cascade wake up eat grits
Off cascade wake up eat grits bitch, uh, bitch
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Lil nigga started movin packs
Need sacks tryna pay for my shit
Most these racks gen spent
I'm loyal, but most these hoes gettin' bent
Call boy Ken got Benz that tint
Got Timbs black rims finna spin yo shit
K-K gon spray I don't need no kit
Real-life paid I don't need no brick
Off cascade wake up eat grits
Bro gon score don't see no bricks
Quit hittin' my jack tryna work lil bitch
Engine in the back in the front got sticks
Flyin' with a mac like a punt got kick
Took da Zara back cuz da racks cant fit
Pullup with a scat cuz the Benz ain' quick
Hit em with a bat cuz da gas ain stick
Hit em with a bat cuz da aye aye
He sent da addy we slidin' ta finish
I don't do gimmicks I'm killin' defendants
She gets outlandish you mention a mention
Bro got the auto I'm loadin' a semi
I see a lotta snakin' Minnie Mickey's
No, I ain' gotta take I'm spendin' fifties
Boy almost caught a case he started dissin'
I made his momma pray report em missin'
I made da water shake my rollie pissy
Call it Karate K the choppa' kickin'
I left her body shakin' shawty limpin'
Call it Karate Day Audemars hittin'...
Lil nigga started movin packs
Need sacks tryna pay for my shit
Most these racks gen spent
I'm loyal, but most dee hoe gen bent
Call boy Ken got Benz that tint
Got Timbs, black rims, finna spin yo shit
K gon spray ion need no kit
Real-life paid I don't need no brick
Off cascade wake up eat grits
(Ah) I collect a bag (Uh)
Jeans cost about a quarter k and
Nigga you still get cash from yo dad
My nigga, you is the sad
How do you spell depression (Mm)
(Sent that f*ck nigga to heaven
We caught him and shot him
Gave that boy a lesson
I swear that that)
Holy Glock givin' out blessings
I don't like hurtin' niggas but I'm destined (Mm)
I gotta plug his name Kevin
He keeps a pretty dirty mac 11 (Mm)
Got some hard but I ain' chef it
You gotta show me guap or I ain' sellin'
Know that I keep sum niggas they ain tellin,
I got up of of the block and I'm steppin' look
Lil nigga started movin packs need sacks tryna pay for my shit
Most these racks gen spent
I'm loyal, but most dee hoe gen bent
Call boy Ken got Benz that tint
Got Timbs, black rims, finna spin yo shit
K-K gon spray ion need no kit
Real-life paid ion need no brick
Off cascade wake up eat grits
Off cascade wake up eat grits
Off cascade wake up eat grits bitch, uh, bitch
Need sacks tryna pay for my shit
Most these racks gen spent
I'm loyal, but most these hoes gettin' bent
Call boy Ken got Benz that tint
Got Timbs black rims finna spin yo shit
K-K gon spray I don't need no kit
Real-life paid I don't need no brick
Off cascade wake up eat grits
Bro gon score don't see no bricks
Quit hittin' my jack tryna work lil bitch
Engine in the back in the front got sticks
Flyin' with a mac like a punt got kick
Took da Zara back cuz da racks cant fit
Pullup with a scat cuz the Benz ain' quick
Hit em with a bat cuz da gas ain stick
Hit em with a bat cuz da aye aye
He sent da addy we slidin' ta finish
I don't do gimmicks I'm killin' defendants
She gets outlandish you mention a mention
Bro got the auto I'm loadin' a semi
I see a lotta snakin' Minnie Mickey's
No, I ain' gotta take I'm spendin' fifties
Boy almost caught a case he started dissin'
I made his momma pray report em missin'
I made da water shake my rollie pissy
Call it Karate K the choppa' kickin'
I left her body shakin' shawty limpin'
Call it Karate Day Audemars hittin'...
Lil nigga started movin packs
Need sacks tryna pay for my shit
Most these racks gen spent
I'm loyal, but most dee hoe gen bent
Call boy Ken got Benz that tint
Got Timbs, black rims, finna spin yo shit
K gon spray ion need no kit
Real-life paid I don't need no brick
Off cascade wake up eat grits
(Ah) I collect a bag (Uh)
Jeans cost about a quarter k and
Nigga you still get cash from yo dad
My nigga, you is the sad
How do you spell depression (Mm)
(Sent that f*ck nigga to heaven
We caught him and shot him
Gave that boy a lesson
I swear that that)
Holy Glock givin' out blessings
I don't like hurtin' niggas but I'm destined (Mm)
I gotta plug his name Kevin
He keeps a pretty dirty mac 11 (Mm)
Got some hard but I ain' chef it
You gotta show me guap or I ain' sellin'
Know that I keep sum niggas they ain tellin,
I got up of of the block and I'm steppin' look
Lil nigga started movin packs need sacks tryna pay for my shit
Most these racks gen spent
I'm loyal, but most dee hoe gen bent
Call boy Ken got Benz that tint
Got Timbs, black rims, finna spin yo shit
K-K gon spray ion need no kit
Real-life paid ion need no brick
Off cascade wake up eat grits
Off cascade wake up eat grits
Off cascade wake up eat grits bitch, uh, bitch
Writer: Jordan Miller
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid