Ape Shit (feat. King Cy)
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Ayy, yo, Paps, f*ck them bitches up Bitch, I'm poppin' milli', rockin' passin' hoes like I'm Stockton They all lovin' me, they flockin', all my haters mad, I'm mockin If you can't do the watch, stop talkin' Shootin' me, my head is cockin My bitches always bad at parkin' Excuse me, bitch, I beg your pardon On the mic, I'm cold as shot Wonder what I recognize A young black king like Kai Got the smoothest game next to Ty F*ck you once, then it's bye Why the f*ck are you so shy I will not share my pie It's really me, myself, and I I can't deny You have been on my mind Damn, you is lookin' fine And you got pretty eyes I ain't tryna make you mine And forever be my slime All that I f*ck is diamonds I tell a bitch all the time Please do not waste my time You know that I'm on my grind Spend reminiscin' out of wine I hate being declined I just have a thirst to flex Got to show that I'm the best All of y'all are just some pests F*ck y'all, I'm up next Yeah, boutta go ape shit I'm too real to ever fake it Life is what you make it Got love for you till you break it Can't f*ck with you, you too basic Boutta go ape shit I said, I'm about to go ape shit I called that nigga my brother But he was fakin' And damn u hoes be basic I just stay with my girl We out the way And we always like to talk shit And my cup dirty Need to clean it up And this beat got cold I think it's time for me to heat it up And my shorty put that uh on me I'ma beat it up And that choppa hit his heart at the red light Had to send him up But f*ck that, we gon' spin back Like the last song said We gon' make sure that his shit flat Line, niggas call me number nine Cause I'ma be the nigga Keep that heat by his side Oh, I guess it's time to go slide And last time a body was pronounced unalive I pray to God I don't shoot him in his eye That nigga gon' be sad if he gotta be blind And I be damned if I see another grown man cry Just take your lost spin back, then you rewind I ain't gon' talk about it, but you know it's bout time Yeah, it's bent back right to the O, I'm talkin' King Drive I said, my shorty shit way too wet, I had to take a dive I told that lil' nigga step way back, he need to take his time But where you tryna go? I told you I been all alone, been up on the road They tryna tell me lock in, I been in that mode But if I do, then I'm bound to take a nigga's soul Fah, fah, that's the sound that make the chopper blow They ask me how I do, I said I got the sickest flow Yeah, they probably sayin' that he GSK cause he keep a pole And he gon' let that bitch blow Or they sayin' he forever solid cause he stayed ten toes And he will never ever fold Tryna say that I switched sides cause of a hoe Nigga sounds stupid and he really sounds slow Oh shit, there he is, it's time to go score Yeah, I said it's time to go score
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