LouwKii - ape sh!t (feat. Prodigal $on)

I need me a bitch like Doja but still I can settle for one like SZA already got one like Jorja
I call her Anita light skinned baby she know that my D is a sleeper
Got me digging a lil bit deeper her legs started shaking her knees gotten weaker and the way I be bitting it up man I got her feeling like I am her keeper still tryna dua like lipa
I hardly miss in the pitch I'm sumn like Karim Benzema
Louwkii sent me the beat man left me no choice but to go grim reaper
Yeah…and I smoke on these rappers like shisha
I'm him in his image been adamant since I was born in 03
I,me and myself the only people I believe in all good things comes in 3s
I'm lyrically lethal nobody's like me well I took this beat to the cleaners indeed
Chucks on my feet with the Levi jeans being Godly is essential it runs through my genes
Oh God I'm a pimp but for this one girl I be simping she perfect oh like a Cuban we link
Me and Brody we like Brayden and Riq we doper than shit they be selling on course correct
Y'all know I'm the best when I was 11 I turned 13 y'all know is fuck 12
I'm 5 foot 7 not that tall but with my raps I'm like Mo Bamba y'all are below the standard bet you look up to me like I'm in heaven
Prodigal $on the real definition of greatness i ain't the one you can play with Slime on the beat and I ate it I'm on my ape shit
(Ape shit, Ape shit, Ape shit,Ape shit,Ape shit)
I'm back with the rap shit
same old Kii with the gang
We body bag huns and classics
You can't match this
More like Messi and Chris
All of my hoes are a 10 on the pitch
All of your hoes are a 10 minus 3
Catch you a 7 , turning that shit to an L
Go get a trash bin
I'm gonna fuck all your assets
I am the newest attraction
I got your girl and she posting my shit as her caption
Your shit is static
Whatever you writing or baking the shit got you thinking you fly as Aladdin
I promise you couple of years I'll be up on your TV my nigga I got it ye
Even better your playlist
Nigga I got it , call me Messiah
I got a gift ain't nobody can top
Not even turning some water to wine is compared to the music I got in my drive
Not even hell could amount to the level of fire I got in my body and mind
Body a verse with a couple of raps
I'm using a knife and they calling me Myers
K double I , I never get tired
Unless when I'm hitting her ass to the sides

Written by:
Xolani Mabina, Moagise Mboniswa

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