a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

bby kodie - (465) 599-6753 lyrics

intro:
yeah, hah, guess what
yeah, yeah, yeah
get at me
this for the hating ass hoe in the back (guess what)
455996753 b+tch!

verse 1:
i’m on the top n+gga
still counting up knots n+gga
still on the f+cking watch n+gga
counting hundreds n+gga
never plot n+gga
s+still counting up bankrolls
swervin’ off i10, tryna dodge all these stank hoes
b+tch hand me my phone so i can see when the bank close, duh!

verse 2:
if i feel good
i might d+o tomorrow, then d+o the next day, then d+o the third
b+tch i’m in a topless coupe with some titties not tryna swerve
this b+tch is a bird, i’m talkin’ like tree
b+tch all in my ear, i’m talkin’ like beep
i’m tryna get in the titties talkin’ d, double d, b, i mean that c+
i mean let me see
sh+t tryna treat
b+tch you not mad
b+tch i’m tryna beat
b+tch i need some top n+gga like a shelf
i don’t need no ass, b+tch not no seat
b+tch i’ma pass, even though i cheat
i+i’m in the lab cookin’ up that heat
b+tch i’m in my bag, n+gga talkin’ yeast
i’m talkin bread, n+gga like that wheat
her mouth on my d+ck, ain’t talkin’ t++th
they really want smoke, ain’t talkin’ keef
hand on my glock, ain’t talkin’ peace
but i got my hand on my piece, kapeesh
(beat change)

verse 3:
(yeah, thank god i’m rich)
yeah
thank god i’m rich
i just bought a brand new six
i just spent a band on these ricks
i just made a million i might quit
i just f+cked this murakami b+tch
all different colors type b+tch
and my wrist growing all typa skits
and my chain doing all typa hits
and that’s range throwin’ all typa fits
i jus+ i jus+ i just f+cked this murakami b+tch
all different colors type b+tch
and my wrist growing all typa skits
and my chain doing all typa hits
and that’s range throwin’ all typa fits

- bby kodie lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS