cash kidd & bluebucksclan – despicable lyrics
[intro]
hmm (stevo crowned this beat)
[verse 1: cash kidd]
ayy, n+gga donated plasma for fifty dollars and bought p+ssy with it
you wonder why your d+ck hot, you woozy, n+gga
need a amber alert, lately, my roof been missin’, huh
b+tch, you talin’ to the g.o.a.t. like that dolittle n+gga
car got a f+ckin’ horse on it like i hoop for pistons
got a hand full of glass like i’m doin’ dishes
whole city know your b+tch’ neck warm, stupid n+gga
dweeby ass boy, yo’ mama ain’t never seen you with b+tches
i’m gettin’ concerned ’cause i ain’t never seen you with chicken
so f+ckin’ broke, you need to k!ll yourself, you torturin’
my haters tryna be my friends, now they forfeitin’
why you ain’t never popped sh+t? go to the orphanage
[chorus: cash kidd]
all the rules, i’m bendin’ ’em
i’m the smoothest criminal
i don’t want these b+tches to myself, i just be rentin’ ’em
boy, your own family know you lame, sh+t despicable
d and g on me like i work for dollar general
you can’t be my fan if you a simp ’cause you not listenin’
n+gga hit the stand and start admittin’, just like michigan
free all of my scammers and my k!llers, b+tch, they innocent
f+ck a plain jane, i’m show+boatin’ like an immigrant
[verse 2: jeeezy]
rich b+tches, but they on sh+t, that’s who i’m dealin’ with (who i’m dealin’ with)
get to stompin’ in these rick owens like they timber (like they timber)
[?] like i don’t know her, i don’t remember sh+t (i don’t remember)
model b+tches act like i ain’t make ’em, i ain’t give up sh+t
flexin’ hard, i feel like kurt angle, how these medals hit (flex hard)
took her on a trip with me, she said y’all never went (never went)
she wasn’t tryna pay the fee, that’s why i never hit (never hit)
he said he don’t f+ck with me, i must’ve hit his b+tch (and i did)
[verse 3: bluebucksclan dj]
off+season, i done ran it up, i been doin’ sprints (ran it up)
five+hundred shoes in my closet, look like cool kicks (cool kicks)
free my trap n+ggas out my flockers, they ain’t do sh+t (they ain’t do sh+t)
i’m in sax, being disrespectful, sn+tchin’ rude fits (yeah)
i don’t want these b+tches to myself, yeah, it’s too many ’em (it’s too many)
passin’ hoes, lendin’ ’em (lendin’ ’em)
big hundreds, printin’ ’em (printin’ ’em)
i get first dibs, i’m like, “i don’t want the skinny” (i don’t want the skinny)
i keep breakin’ all the f+ckin’ rules, i be forgettin’ ’em (yeah)
[chorus: cash kidd]
all the rules, i’m bendin’ ’em
i’m the smoothest criminal
i don’t want these b+tches to myself, i just be rentin’ ’em
boy, your own family know you lame, sh+t despicable
d and g on me like i work for dollar general
you can’t be my fan if you a simp ’cause you not listenin’
n+gga hit the stand and start admittin’, just like michigan
free all of my scammers and my k!llers, b+tch, they innocent
f+ck a plain jane, i’m show+boatin’ like an immigrant
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