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lirik lagu kankan – ​bitch we ball

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[intro: kankan]
hold on, n~gga, yeah
n~gga, i’m high as f~ck right now, yeah
i’m too high, i’m too high, uh

[verse 1: kankan]
n~gga, like hold on, n~gga know we got dracs inside this b~tch
so don’t move wrong, you could lose your life inside this b~tch
now i got two phones ’cause these hoes be on my d~ck
walked in with two poles even though these n~ggas, they ain’t on sh~t
we like the group home, hold on, two tone
ayy, freebandz sh~t, b~tch, i feel like pluto
hold on, double r, uh, n~gga, taliban
drac’ came with a scope, uh, heard it hit his mans
hold on, twin say, that sh~t fye as f~ck, copped that new drac’
hold on, twin say, when you blow that b~tch, make sure you hit his face
hold on, twin say, i had to go and throw that b~tch away
ridin’ broad day, ain’t no witness so it ain’t no case, n~gga
hold on, twin say, caught a pj, yeah, we out the state
i’m like d~mn, how the f~ck i catch a case right out of state?
and i caught that b~tch soon as i left la (yeah)
i ain’t have no bond, was out the second day (ha, yeah)
ayy, and f~ck the rap sh~t, all these n~ggas g~y (yeah)
ayy, big before them rap, yeah, i been paid (ha)
b~tch, yeah, most of my n~ggas don’t rap, they still made a way
me and abby been locked in since the eighth grade
i say free lil’ will, he locked up in that cage (free lil’ will)
off this rap sh~t, my mama bills, they paid
damani scored some drank so we finna pour it up
and my fans say they prayin’ for me but i don’t even give a f~ck
and, n~gga, f~ck this money, n~gga, throw that sh~t up
n~gga, what you saved up, yeah, i put in my cup
these hoes can’t get saved, n~gga, they just out of luck
they say, “kan, you sound the same,” i had to change it up (ha)
[bridge: kankan]
yeah, these hoes can’t get saved, n~gga, they just out of luck, yeah, ha
yeah, these hoes can’t get saved, n~gga, they just out of luck, yeah, ha

[verse 2: summrs]
told kan, “put the gloves on, n~gga, we goin’ in, don’t drop that rod” (yeah)
my n~gga too tweaked out on x pills ’cause he might have to send that boy (bah)
and don’t you send ya lil’ flunked out n~ggas out west unless you want his ass go meet god (yeah)
we in that fast b~tch in the fast lane, that b~tch knew it was us as soon as she saw it (huh?)
my n~gga sendin’ that drank through the east script knowin’ that b~tch gon’ land tomorrow
my n~ggas keep that self defense on even when you poppin’ out at the mall
in a ferrari spider on the i~10, that b~tch tryna crawl a f~ckin’ wall (skrrt, woah)
ain’t none of my n~ggas hoes, we stand on all ten like we tall (yeah)
she tryna kick sh~t with the big dogs, put her ass on molly, she got lock jaw (yeah)
n~gga seen his b~tch in my likes, askin’ if i hit and i’m like, “nah”
just linked with my plug from the h, he showed me a hunnid, told him, “b~tch, we ball”

[open verse]


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