BonTana Honcho - Kickin' Shit

You say that you solid, I knew that wasn't
I'm back on the block like I'm Andre no Drummond
I'm not impressed cuz' these niggas know nothing
Now I chase the bag like I'm running from something
G be the reason, I'm fresh as fuck like a deacon, I pull that strap out for no reason
Fuck all my demons, she suck on that dick for the seamen
I bust on ha back for no reason
Plug call my phone I'm a pick it up
Get your bitch back cuz' I'm sick of her
Not enough weight you not big enough
My shorty say cum, so I'm diggin' her
Don't have time for bitches, they ignorant
No we not the same cuz' I'm different
Now I'm the heat like the kitchen
Yea, Bruce Lee my brother we kickin' shit, ye ye
Pipe down, pipe down, pipe down, lil nigga pipe down
Wrong nigga at the plate, you know I won't strike out
Met a young reckless nigga, say he from Chi-Town
Shit can get Hectic nigga, it can be a site now
I am your type now
Back then I was lame, what's the hype now?
They don't wanna see me win I got stripes now
Pull the trigger on a nigga cuz' I snipe now
Got some money nigga, now you wanna fight now
Call my homie and I told em' put the pipe down
Wore black now a nigga wearing white now
Matter fact, wife beater on right now
Focused on the money I ain't being funny
Limit time for kicking, even for the honeys
You a fucking dummy if you think I'm muddy
Niggas getting lucky, bitches getting ugly
Flexin' for the insta tell me where the cash is
These niggas be flogging, they cappin'
You told on yo mans then what happen?
When he got out he turned into Savage
You say that you solid, I knew that wasn't
I'm back on the block like I'm Andre no Drummond
I'm not impressed cuz' these niggas know nothing
Now I chase the bag like I'm running from something
G be the reason, I'm fresh as fuck like a deacon, I pull that strap out for no reason
Fuck all my demons, she suck on that dick for the seamen
I bust on ha back for no reason
Plug call my phone I'm a pick it up
Get your bitch back cuz' I'm sick of her
Not enough weight you not big enough
My shorty say cum, so I'm diggin' her
Don't have time for bitches, they ignorant
No we not the same cuz' I'm different
Now I'm the heat like the kitchen
Yea, Bruce Lee my brother we kickin' shit, ye ye
Nigga go get you some money
Speed in the charger, I'm speeding for nothing
Blitzing these niggas who thought they was rushing
Stay out my inbox, you know that I'm buzzing
Cut off them bitches who thought I was cuffing
Cut off them niggas who thought I was nothing
Cut off them niggas who thought I bluffing
Boss up lil' nigga, you see how I'm coming
Turn up I know that you cappin' lil' nigga
Fuck it you don't get the picture
What's up with you nigga?
I'm not a regular nigga
Don't fuck with regular niggas, we editors niggas
Stay in your lane my nigga
You is a lame my nigga
I gotta plain edition
I can not change my nigga
Put two in your frame, my nigga
If you faking on me, I'm a have to find out
I had to put away the strap cuz' she in time out
I call my nigga Bloody Ready and he slime down
Don't get it twisted, let me show you what this nine bout' (Yeah, Yeah)
You say that you solid, I knew that wasn't
I'm back on the block like I'm Andre no Drummond
I'm not impressed cuz' these niggas know nothing
Now I chase the bag like I'm running from something
G be the reason, I'm fresh as fuck like a deacon, I pull that strap out for no reason
Fuck all my demons, she suck on that dick for the seamen
I bust on ha back for no reason
Plug call my phone I'm a pick it up
Get your bitch back cuz' I'm sick of her
Not enough weight you not big enough
My shorty say cum, so I'm diggin' her
Don't have time for bitches, they ignorant
No we not the same cuz' I'm different
Now I'm the heat like the kitchen
Yea, Bruce Lee my brother we kickin' shit, ye ye
Ye, ye
Ye, ye
Ye, ye

Written by:
Dominique Bennett

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