duwap kaine – smelly lyrics
[chorus]
ballin’ on these n-ggas, never come in second
that lil’ b-tch a peasant, wrappin a cig and it feel like a present
i know i’m a legend, wit’ these bands i’m flexin’
n-ggas know i’m flexin’
walk in the bank and i leave they -ss guessin’
this money sh-t is a blessin’, smokin’ dope, never stressin’
f-ck twelve, never learned my lesson
i feel the lean, feel like heaven
choppa with me i don’t need a machete
flexin’ on n-ggas since ed, edd n eddy
thirty bands, thirty pound, that’s heavy
walk in the trap and you know i’m smelly
[verse]
racks in my louis pants, watch me do my gucci dance
sippin’ lean i’m a business man, ridin’ round flexin’ with them bands
i be doin’ what a n-gga please, you be doin’ what a n-gga can
ridin’ round, feelin’ arrogant, shippin’ packs like the mail man
gas under my hood, man, ridin’ round feelin’ good, man
you wish you could, man, kush bag in my wood man
try to finesse me, i wish you would, man
know we got good gas and we got good xans
i had to come up, off of the come up
purple lean in my double cup, off the dope, got me real up
like tape, i’m real stuck, see twelve i buckle up
’cause you know i got gas on me, i ain’t gettin’ locked up
f-ck twelve, i call the cell
can’t take no l, my diamonds take sail
and free my n-ggas, they ain’t got no bail
i know that they stuck in the cell
just got my rafs and i got them off grailed
just got a pack, put that sh-t in the mail
walk in the court and i bet i won’t tell
gun on my hip and i know you can tell
glock 12, but its f-ck twelve
if i walk in your house then i’m sh-lled
foreign whip, i be goin’ fast, on the road i be leaving a trail
b-tch, i’m kaine, do it ring a bell?
see a opp, then it’s farewell, smoking gas by the steering wheel
finesse his -ss, i’m like “oh well”
[chorus]
ballin’ on these n-ggas, never come in second
that lil’ b-tch a peasant, wrappin a cig and it feel like a present
i know i’m a legend, wit’ these bands i’m flexin’
n-ggas know i’m flexin’
walk in the bank and i leave they -ss guessin’
this money sh-t is a blessin’, smokin’ dope, never stressin’
f-ck twelve, never learned my lesson
i feel the lean, feel like heaven
choppa with me i don’t need a machete
flexin’ on n-ggas since ed, edd n eddy
thirty bands, thirty pound, that’s heavy
walk in the trap and you know i’m smelly
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