DonDe - #KWIPKWIN (feat. Kay Blvck & Juju Da Mac)
Whip the soda with 2 armsYou lukewarm Im luke skywalkin on niggas songs
You Sue storm
Pedigree to give you dog ass hoes something to chew on
In altercations like what you call that pose im too stone
Put that shit on pops i been waiting on niggas to shoot sum
You can name drop all you want Monty i drop bombs
My 40 Tom Cruise in 86 cuz thats my top gun
My Definition of doin hits for rappers is not songs
Been a top prospect for euthanism from the hot ones
A bitch get outta pocket we clean em up like we mop sum
Dont go for disrespect but I know where you get the powder from
Leave the studio a wreck like the scene you get when the towers gone
Aint finished yet cuz my next bitch getting jet set
Learned from Dwayne so my next bet is my best bet
Competition broke im disappointed in my peer group
My license got revoked so im just staring at my rearview
Know when im playing Know when im not
Put a diamond off in the pot
I emerge from the underworld put a rapper out on the clock
I was h&r on the block
Invested in bonds and stocks
Im reporting live from the block
They telling me i need to practice humility
What the fuck for i got bragging rights lil hoe
I Can tell a hating nigga from a mile away i know exactly what to look for
Niggas gone sneak diss ion even trip cuz real talk i can get em zipped
But if it wasnt for you pussy niggas love real niggas could never exist
See I remember when me and skoobie used to link in the morning
And split up a G
Go off of wells wit a scale to reup sack it tight
Get off all of that shit up the street
Even back then the struggle was ugly and rougher
Ill come and muscle the beat
So if hard work really pay it wont be no surprise when I hop in a luxury seat
I came a long long long way from door kicks and fuckin bitches in the trap
Everything i done shit was highly costed and im coming to get it back
I aint holding nothing back ima fucking mad man
The facts is yeen coming
And if you wanna buck bitch im buckin dat
I deliver whatever you want where you at
I got a good heart but im a bad man
Two feet for one man to stand
On some fuck the next and the last man
Only get better way to clever nigga never been a has been
Me and mine gotta win big
Talkin glad bags to bring the cash in
Gas falling all out the trash bin
bitch its mac
Yea yea yea
I lit my wrist up
All this motion having ima go and pipe my bitch up
Im not talking cubans when i say my niggas linked up
We aint duckin smoke nigga this shit can always heat up
Know when im playing and know when im not
They know when im playing and know when im not
She know when im playing She Know when im not
They know when im playing
Know when im plyin
Know when im playing
Watch me switch the momentum
Sosa i been him
Im gifted niggas and misunderstood like kids with autism
I kill em when they say kill em
Im a Demi God in denim
God be wit em if he cross me mortician
Size em and fit em ugh
And i like my cars the way i like head
That bitch is classy but oh she do it nasty
Im nasty
She say why you cut me off I told her i was fasting
Im Lamar Jackson im Glad my mama had contractions
Orgasm feel the money coming
I was really buzzing when the world ended back in 2020
Had to over come it now im goated from it
Gotta order something
Fuck your idle time it aint no motor running
I get stimulated like its covid money
I want oprah money
I want Hova money
I want mogul money
J money cuz my first name and my last name on a check
Bitch im Cam Thomas aint shit funny you a broke nigga on the net
And my new girl she too bad she shittin on my ex
Its OK to C me balling on niggas like im Chet
Born broke Die rich
Im Too grown for a side bitch
And im too real to make fake friends
And the ones i got ima die wit
Ima ride wit
4th quarter like Dame time i can see ya face you scared
Yall niggas like cowboys you think every year is yall year
But I promise you its not
Written by:
David Defrance
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