score|swayze - Kuwabara With the Stick (feat. JerMari & Taza)

Unh, this is it, homie
I got the pink face sitting on the wrist, homie
A couple thou wow sitting on the clicks, homie
I got a powwow hidden in the mist, homie
They playing Mao Mao 'til they get a whiff, homie
Kuwabara with the stick, homie
I just needed me a place to put my energy
Right after that, I tightened up that's word to Tennessee
Before you know it, copped the water, left the Hennessey
I'm working hard in territories filled with enemies
Gangbanging in bars, hardly in penitentiary
Giving niggas life by overload via sensory
Making niggas wife the hoes and go for the Kimberly's
Yellow over the pink ranger
Never once around my people and I think danger
All my brothers are psychic, you niggas think stranger
Some people say a sign that say Windsor Ave
My nigga and I just see a manger
Godbody plus I'm hard body
They'll probably bury me like John Gotti
I run my team like I'm Steve Bischotti
If she ask, I Talk2Nobody
Word to Hassan, Dulahans on a Ducatti
Or Kawasaki, whatever you please
Told the waiter bring me out some sake while counting the cheese
Send the feds away like holiday for that bloods on the leaves
Disrespect I never tolerate peep the blood on my sleeves
Welcome to the slaughterhouse
Sneak in the back I'm slutting your daughter out
Mari one them rappers who really do what he talk about
How you finna frighten the nigga who gave you Haunted House
Turn em to a sidewalk portrait way that I chalk em out
Couple faulty niggas tried to bring me to a halt
Little sister probably tell Mari loyal to a fault
And my bank account would say that Mari loyal to a vault
See the way a nigga flipping now they showing summer salt
I just use for my seasoning
Told the homies go invest in shit that you believing in
The status quo is weakening, they think we creeping in
It's more like kicking the door down
I used to rap for free, I'm something they can't afford now
You gotta face it
I'm Agent Zero and you niggas basic
I lace the product then I lace the Asics
My competition lately making statements
A lot of "what if" speculation like Will if he had did The Matrix
I did the crime, so I got the bracelets
I'm in the database
Smoke pack, kick hot tracks, yeah that's the day-to-day
Niggas know I love this shit, applying pressure
To the roundtable leaving it red, like what would Jada say
Yeah we keep on going
Yeah that's word to my team, always keep on going
Lost a couple real ones, try to keep on going
But we built for this shit, so we keep on going
The pretty hustler, big boss came with my shit talk
No need to prove you couldn't fill my shoes, it's all in my walk
Niggas mad cuz they can't smash, shoot em down like the Hulk
Bitches never bout the bite, but online they all bark
Puff exotic trees, rollin up a leaf
Now I feel at ease, it's been about the cream
Fuck a piece a pie cuz I want all the cheese
Living lavish in imported fabrics shipped from overseas
Ask me for a favor don't forget the please
Took a loss
Learned a couple lessons, then I shook it off
Got it back of course, if I get off track
Got a back up course, opportunity at the door
Ain't gotta knock, applying force
Coming for everything that's for the taking
Showing no remorse
Bank teller staring at the check, asking what I do
Came through dripping in the sauce
Know that I stay in the stu
Chicks out here can never touch my style or my revenue
Tell me what the fuck they gon do when Taza coming through
Drop the top, blow the roof
Fuck four doors, cop the coupe
Got the tone? We keep two
I'm on the phone, I'm making moves
With the shits, how bout you
I'm with the clique, we too cool
Yeah you know I'm with Cruz
Flow so cold, catch the flu
Bars go dumb

Written by:
JerMari Alston, Taulib Wright, Taylor Banks

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