KISS 104.1
Word to my nigga remix
Everytime i write a verse, its like i make a key flip
She got her hands on my dick on some nintendo wii shit
Would've thought i was in jail how she sending me pics
She used to fucking with promoters
For the v-i-p list
Ya'll doing fraud shit to get the pussy thats making me sick
I just help her reach her goals & then i give her penis
Her ass fat in them jeans i love to see her squeeze in
You know the flow is so impressive
Women love my hair they say it make me look majestic
Ain't no need to question
Ain't nothing to explain when you really the guy
Hoes see a bruce wayne and start battin' they eyes
You already knew the name why you acting surprised
You knew the spirit left a stain up in ya' lap on ya thighs
I wear a ec-93 hoodie cause its black owned
My girl lightskin' but she black boned
While the world crazy and niggas getting they cap on
I just heat seek - skeet-skeetin' on her backbone
Michael corleone, they been blowing up the trap-phone
Phone ringing off the hook for the hooks
Got the recipes, ingredients for the cooks
But when you the chef, does it really matter? take a look
When the album drop, watch niggas get shook
And they bitches getting took, they busy living by the book
What the fuck
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