caskey - b.t.k.o. lyrics
[verse 1]
we gon’ break the kn-b off
two bad b-tches in the cut with me, i’m movin’ like a mob boss
draped in hot sauce
y’all gon’ talk that tough talk ’til it pop off
f-ck it, i’m drippin’ on ’em, sh-t triflin’
in the ‘rari with no license
i’m in their ear and that’s word to mike tyson
i pull up in this b-tch, gon’ bite sh-t
we gon’ break the kn-b off
two bad b-tches in the cut with me, i’m movin’ like a mob boss
f-ck y’all broke, we get paid to drop off
fake -ss, we ain’t gotta stay, we not soft
just came back from the bluff
might have to go cop me a brick off of ralo
maybe not though, the chain so big
when i step outside, silly hoes gon’ follow
break the kn-b off
ever been so d-mn poppin’ that your home boys pray you fall off?
that relationship you got to call off
all that hatin’ sh-t gon’ get the ball off
where the money at?
y’all just wanna wallow in the bullsh-t and, man, ain’t no fun in that
i pull up to the spot with a hunnid racks (whoa)
and i run it like a runnin’ back
[chorus]
we gon’ break the kn-b off
two bad b-tches in the cut with me, i’m movin’ like a mob boss
draped in hot sauce
y’all gon’ talk that tough talk ’til it pop off
p-ssy, yeah
and this sh-t, gon’ pop off
[verse 2]
cut me the check
there ain’t no need to check me, my main b-tch is s-xy
i whip out the lot in a lexi, i’m ballin’, i should won an espy
with all due respect, they address me
i told that lil b-tch not to text me, hoe
we not from h-town
but i go lil flip on a b-tch who try bringin’ a snake ’round
i grew up, turned the bank to my playground
turn your meetin’ to a shakedown
we gon’ break the kn-b off
just signed two million dollars worth of deals, i ain’t takin’ time off
you is in the background, you ain’t vital
left the clique and had a downward spiral
strange like a tec-9
yeah, i do all the checkin’, how you check mine?
i am pullin’ up outside of the jetline
tryna hit another city, make the set time
[chorus]
’cause we gon’ break the kn-b off
two bad b-tches in the cut with me, i’m movin’ like a mob boss
draped in hot sauce
y’all gon’ talk that tough talk ’til it pop off
break the kn-b off
ye ain’t wanna be cool back then, don’t change the dialogue
this sh-t could pop off
[verse 3]
you lil p-ssies ain’t gettin’ no dollars, don’t talk about mine
shaded in the gaps and did the outline
i ain’t gotta throw shade, all i do is outshine
what a motherf-cker gonna say about mine?
y’all gon’ hate from a distance
i got this d-mn far off of work and persistence
don’t call me yo’ buddy, this business
i’ma pull up for the money like incense
break the kn-b off, whoa
y’all got somethin’ to say, then say it
yeah, i can’t stand a motherf-cker
tryna be on that fake sh-t (p-ssy, ugh)
y’all in the same d-mn spot
and you bein’ complacent
i’ve been all ’round the world
tryna get to the check ’cause you gotta go chase it
[chorus]
break the kn-b off
two bad b-tches in the cut with me, i’m movin’ like a mob boss
draped in hot sauce
y’all gon’ talk that tough talk ’til it pop off, whoa
ye ain’t wanna be cool back then, don’t change the dialogue
break the kn-b off
break the kn-b off
[outro]
b-tch
we gon’ break the kn-b off
break the kn-b off, whoa
we gon’ break the kn-b off, whoa
we gon’ break the kn-b off
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