lirik lagu twotimevae - k's
[intro]
ayy, turn that sh~t up, mxtt
lil’ n~gga ain’t talkin’ ’bout no sh~t
i just ride around with a godd~mn stick
f~ck the balenci’s, i’m walkin’ in ricks
’til i drop to the floor, i ain’t poppin’ or miss
[chorus]
i been tryna go up, but they stay in my way
i ain’t f~ckin’ with you, told that b~tch, “stay away”
they like, “when you gon’ blow up?” i say, “idk”
know that sh~t comin’ soon, but i’m still gettin’ k’s
i~i keep that choppa on me just in case
fu~f~ck n~gga run up on me and get sprayed
we get right to the point, like the tip of my blade
b~tch, i know i’m next up, but i ain’t tryna wait
ain’t worried ’bout b~tches, got money to make
i can’t say “these cool,” i don’t like bein’ fake
tryna stop me from runnin’ sh~t up, you too late
[verse]
okay, yeah, okay, hold up
i just walked in, b~tch i came with a beam
we do the action, then cut like a scene
i lеt it smell, b~tch i feel like a fiend
thеse n~ggas cappin’ they sit on the dream
they say, “i own,” might do a whole thing
callin’ my phone, i’m lettin’ it ring
ballin’ so hard, b~tch, i need me a ring, uh, ayy
it’s been a while since i popped off, guess i’ma do it again
n~no i ain’t doin’ no friends, game blowing up, not it, b~tch, win
totin’ my style, when the mouth turns in
ain’t talkin’ cash, then i can’t understand
too much on me, i can’t count up my bands
too much on me, i can’t count up my bands
leave his ass on film, post a vid on my ‘gram
my pack, bms, can’t cut on my gram
the first time i saw [?], put me in a trance
put a beam to the floor, bet that n~gga hit a dance
all my pockets heavy, louis v hold my pants
they know i ain’t playin’, you can tell from my stance
can you just lose me? you lost your chance
did it myself, got some dirt on my hands
i’m goin’ hard, give a f~ck ’bout the dumb sh~t
cash in the air, smoke two, no fun sh~t
n~gga talkin’ tough, why you actin’ like you run sh~t?
bro finna pull up with a clip, and he dump, b~tch
[chorus]
i been tryna go up, but they stay in my way
i ain’t f~ckin’ with you, told that b~tch, “stay away”
they like, “when you gon’ blow up?” i say, “idk”
know that sh~t comin’ soon, but i’m still gettin’ k’s
i~i keep that choppa on me just in case
fu~f~ck n~gga run up on me and get sprayed
we get right to the point, like the tip of my blade
b~tch, i know i’m next up, but i ain’t tryna wait
ain’t worried ’bout b~tches, got money to make
i can’t say “these cool,” i don’t like bein’ fake
tryna stop me from runnin’ sh~t up, you too late
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