Lyrics:
(brrraaah)
N****s ain't counting up you n****s fronting,
Me and my guys into something, (bow)
You ducking a case when my d*** in her face,
While chasing these
gone be no where else to escape
When you doing dirt make sho you got money I beat the case and catch a flight outta state
We don’t respect no emojis fuck
catch a couple cases , from them riots and fights , but keep your head high , it’s gonna be alright , im just trynna level up , so I can see some new
to love
And if, I was to act like I was that above
That's it, send me on my way and I be packing up
Okay, little girl i was
I was like can I come?
Go
or slicing a tit
How vulgar it get?
I’ll Insert an umbrella up the cervix, I’ll do my service and open its surface
You heard this? If so what case of scenario
witness
Gotta spin it no witness
In bed I got mad fitness
Khrish’s bunda I hit this
God I hope there’s no witness
Ain't no witness in this case, cause
calls
Bodies get got
Fk that when I hear these bustahs say they’ve picked up and pulled that trigger
Kill man in the morning that’s what you call a case
Know you talk behind my back
To keep your girl distracted
Say a lotta shit like I'm to blame
When you the one red handed
Now she on my case like I'ma
for real that shit self taught, still cold cases on the burner but the shells hot,
Boutta go and get a burner cuz the phone hot,
Took the work off
Picked up da cup up im sorry I aint picked the phone up mama
Im lw living fast but im trynna run deez commas
And don’t u worry cause ya son be packing all
listen dont try to play victim,
Beers n bullets either way we got a case of em,
Spray venom
Slipped my number in the back of your gray denims,
We can boom
a bomb, a shell case, Lana del rey and her mom to yell rape. My Attitude is what Rihanna tells Drake. The pad’ll wield any thoughts that I had concealed. I
Where them 1st places turn to worst cases
Why wonder why I go from studio to the football to them work places
Started out in the church spaces
Ask
to push to their luck Don't push your luck if you loved To live lately
You Touch me it's self defense I Make a song after beating that Case this shit
That people need
For packing in place
I'm stacking this case
But has it that
It's actually fake
My habits are fake
In happiness I'm happy to chase
In
hustling
Its The rap girl, its your girl Kel
With an Igbo boy yu know we tearing tracks
I got it cracking so obviously am gon make it rain
Am packing what
Look like every other night, we packing
Keep making money non stop, no fighting
Nigga you watch out what you say
We still gon be here another day
heaven
No father
No faith
They never smell your roses till you're gone in a case
Till your body lays face
Down to the ground with your hoes and your flows
problem
We don't care bout no stardom
I walk it late cuz I'm hardened
Twelve am up in harlem
Packing my pistol serving the dope feens
Plus I'm reing up
Yo, this that bodega on the corner shit
Yea, grinding and I stay on my feet like steel shoes
They're packing heat but keep them blicks, you'll still
Leavin no witness, no drop of a trace
4nem got locked, just for a new case
Once we found out, we straight poured us a eight
He was just on the nine, now he
busting loose
Sliding with the gang and everybody packing heat
They thought it was the Packers because they seen so many G's
Don't play me like no sucker
you a sinus cold
And my flow send em packing in boxes like styrofoam
Speaking of flow I deny yo to ride my boat
Rapid current turn a swimmer
on
My shit, With this rappin, talk like
A bitch why u cappin, Suck on
My dick with a napkin, paper
Be making me packing, Robbing and shit
Be my habit, Ay,
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