SANJI

Bullet

Okay, I kick up on that **** like I'm Sanji

Okay, I kick up on that **** like I'm Sanji

Okay, I kick up on that **** like I'm Sanji (Yo Cochise, a weh dem a seh?)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, uh

Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I tell 'em, tell 'em, uh, yeah

Wanna know what I know? Uh

GBE, I go, uh

Wanna make bread? Let's go, uh

Wanna talk bread? Let's go

No, I cannot, that boy doing the most

Shawty she talkin', she doin' the most

Talkin' 'bout hit it, but I gotta ghost

Talkin' 'bout spread, but I ain't no toast

That boy, he dirty, I know he need soap

And I know that he broke and he getting no gloat

And your wifey she saw me, I know that she soak

Had to cover 'em up, I ain't talkin' 'bout coat

Had to cover 'em up, I ain't talkin' loc

I get up my money, I run in a boat

Put my foot on they neck and I know they gon'

Feel like NBA YoungBoy, I'll never go broke

Hunima, hunima, hunima, uh

My mother call me me a son of a, uh

I got the money I'm coming up, uh

I'm the one served me a hundred bar, uh

My money come from the backend

I do not care who you are, I'ma tax him

No, I don't know who you are, I won't tap in

I had to wake 'em up 'cause they was nappin'

Sing on that beat like my name's Toni Braxton

I got the five on me, just like a Jackson

I had to wipe 'em up, just like a napkin

I got a shawty, I don't need no mackin'

I had to get on the boat, whoa

I had to get to the goal, whoa

I had to run me a goal, oh

I had to make me a GOAT, whoa

Give him a pass like I'm Iniesta

You want some racks and I want a Tesla

I'm in your home, boy, I'm a big stepa

And I dunk on your dome just like I'm Chris Webber

Forever I'm home, no matter the weather

God on my side, he makin' me better

Wake in the morning, I'm gettin' this cheddar

Whip in the kitchen, I ain't talkin' Griselda

I got the breath of the wild like Zelda

Your shawty buff and I'm calling her Helga

I got that bank on my mind like a teller

Jesus protect me just like an umbrella

He got the one in the head, a Beretta

I'm on 2k in the rec with a center

I had a teacher, his name was McKenna

I don't like Britney, ain't talkin 'bout Renner

I got the kicks, they on me like Sanji

I got the kicks, they on me like Sanji

I got the kicks, they on me like Sanji (Oowee)

My shawty cute and she mean like she Nami (Oowee)

I got the bruises to prove to the public

I'm in the house, like it's Kame, huh

I'm on the top of Gudabi

Shawty she talkin' 'bout top me

That boy he hate me so much, he wan' rob me

I gotta push and the pour with a homie

I had to grow up and stop wearing Tommy

I had to stack up a K for my mommy

Tell that ****, "Get the bleach"

Wipe it off, wash your body

Get it off, go home

Tell that ****, "Don't tell nobody"

I got a pump, point at ya body

Pull out on me, pull out the shotty

Catch a lil' body, all of 'em naughty

I don't dare, buss at his noggin

All of my ****, we kill with no choppas, yeah