Kawhi (feat. Big Staccz)

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And i heard you love yo gang
Boy you would die bout that shit
He got tints on his V
And still get fried up in that shit
You just lost ya bitch, could cry
Then i hit em wit a clip, Kawhi
And The pole got aids on it
Anyone on this strip, could die
Aint no running you get hit
Are you still there like Netflix
I was just running my packs up
And she think im focused
On next bitch
I heard you love yo gang boy
You would dieeee bout that shit
He got tints, on his V
And still get fried up in that shit
Mikey had a good day
He hit a dime thats on his list
Just put diamonds on her neck
So i see diamonds on my dick
You cant tell me
Im not on my shit look
Roll em up put em in spliffs look
My shooters gon hit every shot look
Know im gon get the assist Uh
But if i shoot its gon swish
We was to young hittin liqs
Staccz in the kitchen
He choppin the bricks
Rico in front with chops and shit
She cant cut me off
Im choppin that bitch
I brought my glocc in this bitch
Gah gah boom Kay Floccn this shit
You tounging her down
But she topping this shit, uh
Smurf strapped up he posted in front
Imma just do what I want
Imma just win and I
Choose when you lose
I pick ya bitch up she sit in the front
And you steaming
You smoking to much
Like gimmie the blunt
I had some bullies
But now i got straps and you know
That we makin em run
I got ya bitch, she shakin her ass
Nd she told me pay her in ones
I write it on paper im gettin it done
You just lost ya bitch, could cry
Then i hit em wit a clip, Kawhi
And The pole got aids on it
Anyone on this strip, could die
Aint no running you get hit
Are you still there like Netflix
I was just running my packs up
And she think im focused
On next bitch
I heard you love yo gang boy
You would die bout that shit
He got tints, on his V
And still get fried up in that shit
Mikey had a good day
He hit a dime thats on his list
Just put diamonds on her neck
So i see diamonds on my dick
Know the money be coming in
Told her call friend
U know stacks not one of them
In the mall we gone ball again
I love Benjamin's
These hoes dont fall for them
Started stacking my paper up
So dangerous
God damn another paper cut
On the run do the race with us
No chasing us
Henny straight in this paper cup
Thought I shitted on clover
Had to jump on connections
Then it was over
In the field im a soldier
Imma big dawg so
Im making the orders
I aint even gotta cash out
Pull up with her ass out
Making her pass out
In the club with the racks out
Then I pick who I want to the crib
On the fast route
Big smoke got gas out
Get neck then she mad
Im kicking her ass out
New pack get passed out
Red dot on that nigga
We knew he was class clown
Big smoke got gas out
Get neck then she mad
Im kicking her ass out
New pack get passed out
Red dot on that nigga
We knew he was class clown
You just lost ya bitch, could cry
Then i hit em wit a clip, Kawhi
And The pole got aids on it
Anyone on this strip, could die
Aint no running you get hit
Are you still there like Netflix
I was just running my packs up
And she think im focused
On next bitch
I heard you love yo gang boy
You would die bout that shit
He got tints, on his V
And still get fried up in that shit
Mikey had a good day
He hit a dime thats on his list
Just put diamonds on her neck
So i see diamonds on my dick

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