kap g - want my m’s lyrics
[intro]
this money came in now your b-tch want at me
this money came in now your b-tch want at me
squat made the beat
[verse 1]
woo, hoppin’ in a jet, yeah
i don’t really tweet but you know i gotta keep it blue check, yeah
model b-tch key -ss ring gonna fly to quebec, yeah
my og pull up with the mac like b-tch you guessed it
you know who pull off a check yeah
i’ma need it all, ain’t takin’ no less
bad little b-tch wanna give me that neck
rockin’ that double g like that sh-t guess
said she gotta friend then be my guest
low par plays it ain’t safe where we play
big blue fade put it in the shade like motherf-ckin’ bank
[chorus 1]
gram after gram, aye
icing on the rims, aye
’bout to shoot a film, aye
stackin’ that cheese, told my team, yeah we here
i want some g’s, stuck on my jeans to go with my m’s
[hook]
i want my m’s
i want my m’s, want my m’s
i want my m’s, want my m’s
i want my m’s
i want my m’s
i want my m’s, want my m’s
[verse 2]
i just wanna f-ck on her face
that’s bout a m for a wraith, yeah
i might just shut down the place, yeah
i gotta pick up my pace, yeah
i run a full fleck for them bands, yeah
kap, g a running back, uh
my shooters come for your sack, uh
jb sipping on the act, yeah
south-side on the map, yeah
i’m f-cking that on a net
magic city make it clap, uh
p-ssy boy don’t give me dap, nah
my gucci, advantage
my car’s not rented, yeah
put that drink in my cup
kap g a actor, rapper and a chemist
free my boy with the sentence
had to handle his business
and my b-tch is brazilian
told jessie let’s go get these millions
no matter what they gonna hate, yeah
i’m the brown bill gates, uh
f-ck along we straight, uh
gimme dome in the wraith, uh
[chorus 2]
gram after gram, aye
icing on my rings, aye
how much are you spending, yeah
look at my neck that fiji
i could’ve bought a benz
put some vv’s on my t–th, to go with my m’s
[hook]
i want my m’s
i want my m’s, want my m’s
i want my m’s, want my m’s
i want my m’s
i want my m’s
i want my m’s, want my m’s
[bridge]
and i want them m’s dog
and a rack that’s 10 tall
and i’m balling like chris paul
this rap sh-t got me rich dog
we ain’t never had sh-t dog
turn myself to a big dog
i ain’t got time to waste dog
to bust down go tick-tock
[hook]
i want my m’s
i want my m’s, want my m’s
i want my m’s, want my m’s
i want my m’s
i want my m’s
i want my m’s, want my m’s
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