Lyrics

Oh yeah yeah Hey let me on this one homie I got you don't even trip Look it, they trying to knock me off my feet But I'm ten toes I bet I knock 7 feets out of ten hoes I'm out getting my issue up in a rental Hey man you wouldn't believe the shit I been on I'm outside with the sickos and the nuttsos I act boujee cause I know I got enough hoes Man I didn't want the bitch, just got yucked on Man this fake ass trippin', who you getting tough on? And this fake ass flexin, who you getting buff on? My boy fresh off this thang with the bust on I got it on me homie I don't wanna tussle Hit em with that heater and watch his knees buckle She chose up on Lil Wierdo the truth I didn't have to knock the bitch She already know what it do Hey catch me on the block loading the tool Let him pull up like he on that shit and I'm a shoot Hey, hey bitch Hey I'm a natural I'm King Kong in this thang I'm an animal Hey big dawg lil foo on savage mode He kept looking like he trippin' Then got ran up on She wanna link with us That's why you get catted on Hey 40 bullets get to spittin' like a cannonball Walk off on the plug, he didn't get ran on Push your hard line and pull strings on this banjo Hey hey and we back on I ain't the pack man but I bet I get them packs off He think he fucking with me, he off them bath salts I make him come out with every chain he had on Think I'm slippin' but I gotta let it crack off And if he look like he reaching, getting clacked on And al that tough talk get his mans gone I'm a smooth operator when I get my mack on What? Oh, she ain't heard? That I'm the man lil baby, hey what's the word? She think I want her but I'm all in her purse And they thought that I was trippin' but it could've been worse Hey, bitch Hey I'm a natural I'm King Kong in this thang I'm an animal Hey big dawg lil foo on savage mode He kept looking like he trippin' Then got ran up on She wanna link with us That's why you get catted on Hey 40 bullets get to spittin' like a cannonball Walk off on the plug, he didn't get ran on Push your hard line and pull strings on this banjo Man this fake ass trippin' Who you getting tough on? And this fake ass flexin Who you getting buff on? My boy fresh off this thang with the bust on I got it on me homie I don't wanna tussle
Writer(s): Ryan Bather, Augustio Quenitero Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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