Ysm Kooley - Corn Starch

Aye trap been moving fast, I been working on my cardio
Ian have no crack, so I finessed him with a bar of soap
Young nigger trapping hard
Out them burglar barred doors
Bitch get out my view
You're nothing but a broken hearted hoe (yeah)
2018 Lost my granny boy it hurt my heart (my heart)
Pour out the pint to ease the pain
I been going retard (retard)
Unc say he don't want no cane, he only want the hard (that hard)
Whip it, whip it
No this ain't no corn starch (corn starch)
One question for the haters
Why you want me on a shirt for? (why you want me dead?)
Your pride too big & you broke
You're nothing but a hurt hoe (damn)
Fuck probation white folks had nigger sipping Certo (for real)
Came a long way, bosses only in my circle
Had to cut back on that lean I use to pour a lot (used to pour)
I can smell the hate
No need for you to show a lot (no need to show)
We put diamonds on our wrist fuck how they go about it
Shitting on these niggers
Damn where my portal potty
Niggers keep begging for smoke
But ima make them beg me please
Yeah that's what he gone scream
Before I put him underneath
He ain't even got no skin, and ain't gone get it off of me
Glizzy on me the fifth gen I'm trying to put something on a T
Trap been moving fast, I been working on my cardio (no cap)
Ian have no crack, so I finessed him with a bar of soap
Young nigger trapping hard
Out them burglar barred doors
Bitch get out my view
You're nothing but a broken hearted hoe (aye)
2018 Lost my granny boy it hurt my heart (my heart)
Pour out the pint to ease the pain
I been going retard (I been going retard)
Unc say he don't want no cane, he only want the hard (that curl)
Whip it, whip it
No this ain't no corn starch
Back then I ain't have a thing
All I knew was crack
Lucky I ain't locked up in chains, busting noodle packs
You know that this shit came with the game
Why you turn into a rat?
Dead man walking cant nobody save your stupid ass (ha)
Stepped on that, bet not sniff it
Ain't gone be no snot
You gone have nose bleed
Might need to see the doc
Kick that bitch up out my car
Ain't tryna suck my cock
Really I stop drinking water and start sipping wok
Hella ammunition never running out of stock
Spin, spin, spin till we hit his top
Hella ammunition never running out of stock
Spin, spin, spin till we hit his top
Hella ammunition never running out of stock
Spin, spin, spin till we hit his top
Hella ammunition never running out of stock
Spin, spin, spin till we hit his top

Written by:
Scyhuler Davis

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