Kenny Casanova - YUYU

Kool aid sipper not a martyr
Got caught in the act
Tried to air em out
But the coon ass hittas wanna off him
Like a confident bitch
When the con in the trench
I knew dem niggas up to sumn
I'm sworn in dis bitch
Slangin Morpheus
Be sure who u with ain't currency trippin'
Give 'em an inch they'll take it to the limit
I got totes like a nigga enlisted
Call my phone but a nigga gon' miss it
I'm back home with a finger on da trigger
I don't even know why the fuck I'm trippin'

Hit my lows now the sun comes out
Let me burn one down cause I got burnout
Freezing last night in the front of mind
I don't got that type of time

Hmm I make waves
I make waves
That's a fact
Y'all are slaves
That's a fact
Yall make claims
Those not facts

I'm not playin'

Like a game I blow out her back
Imma get it made like manufacturers
Nigga so fake ain't got no passion

Yeah he want yo shit nigga
he want all that shit nigga you gotta give it to him
he's so pissed off he's just like you
(Let's fuckin party dawg i feel so fuckin good)
if you don't give that shit he gon' take that shit dawg
that's a greedy mothafucka dawg
he gonna kill me just for talking to you

Yeah ho I said pass it
Life ain't a beauty pageant
I'm gettin rude with actors
Run it up more with talcum
Antonio brown can't tackle
Watch yo' ho get snatched up
Grab a key then stash it
Only work with metric
Work it in the metro
Boy I keep that petro
That shit fuel a mech suit
Don't think because I met you
You can pull up I won't let you
I could get it from Mexico
And a nigga gon get it in a second

The ho fell in love with my presence
The ho finna tell me she in heaven
I know that a nigga ain't a reverend
I'm more like a mothafuckin' revenant
Tryna keep my dividends separate
Fuck me for some money I'm celibate
Fuck me for some money I'm celibate
Fuck me for some money I'm celebrating
Fuck a lil hey
Fuck me for some money I'll sell a bit
Fuck me for some money I'm celibate

Written by:
Ken Avery

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