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k$upreme - bikini bottom lyrics

[intro: big yaya]
ice, my n+gga k!lled it
ice

[verse: k$upreme & big yaya]
lean on the rocks, lean, get sh+t from my pop
i was in and out a spot, gl!ck in my pocket, this ain’t tryna box
bring my dawg out, he out a knot
free my dawg out the cell block
they know they stressed when they back blocks
i give her some d+ck, and give her a padlock
n+gga rockin’ the fake jewelry, can’t hang with me
let’s go a quick way, it’s on the way to me
might have to one+night a hoe, you can’t stay with me
you a tug+a+wrist, you a playin’ with me
i had her goin’ in sparks, she start, she was gon’ baby me
broke n+gga can’t shark now that he hate me
[?]
i don’t need n0body but my glock to ride with me
the glizzy on me, i know it stay with me
yaya
no manager, want a verse? you can hit me
i don’t got no manager
you want a verse, you want drank, n+gga, hit me
richie forever, i know you stay with me
(richie, i know you know me, n+gga)
i’m a globetrotter, i go city to city
get rich or die tryin’, like 50
amiri on me, i ain’t rockin’ no slippers
gon’ kiss my nike, give my d+ck a hickey
vvs diamonds dancin’ like blinky
i spreaded the bankroll, how these n+ggas lookin’ sh+tty?
prolly’ got them out the s, you was with me, yeah, she was pretty
(prolly, prolly)
glizzy, it came with a big, enter two of the cities
i gave her a perc and that b+tch get litty
i dance on a gl!ck ’cause these n+ggas move fifty
tryna nail some drank, i bought me some whisky, [?]
my shooters in the back to back, gettin’ dizzy
trap phone ringin’ back to back, it’s busy
i hardly need four fifties, the rings in the trap
these hoes, i know some
[?]
i was at the bottom of the bottom, bikini
i was walkin’ with crips, all a martinis
you ain’t get no respect from me, n+gga you a weenie
young rich n+gga, i get the fettuccine
jon c, the broke boys can’t see me
i love my phone, it ain’t never leave me
diamonds shinin’ like a motherf+ckin’ ten piece (bling)
none of you n+ggas like stevie
[outro: big yaya]
f+ckin’ countin’ it, kpreme
sippin’ wock, smokin’ shark
get millions in the dark

- kupreme lyrics

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