kyd money - no chill lyrics
(k.m)
ridin’ wit’ my dogs (woof) got my face hangin’ out the window
let me off the leash i got ya’ b+tch purrin’ on the window
(meow)
n+ggas’ in they feelings ’cause they let the b+tch drive em’ crazy
ridin’ wit’ some savages so don’t you eva’ leave ya’ lady
untouchable like the end of a lightsaber
drownin’ in her p+ssy call her areola lifesaver
legs wide open panties wet shes a m+st+rbator
money is the motive benjamin is the instigator
yeah yеah (yeah yeah)
full story f+ck the half of it
i want thе details fell asleep hearing half of it
revenge is pleasant like f+ckin’ on ya’ main b+tch
(f+ck em’)
but more dangerous when you find out who you f+ckin’ wit’
(f+ck em’)
my n+ggas’ chemist and they leave me wit’ the algebra
pockets so fat benjamin pocket dialed ya’
genie to these b+tch’s stealing jasmine f+ck aladdin n+gga’
(got em’)
gun to my face my enemy said why you laughing n+gga’
(yeah yeah)
you other rappers sh+tty like you beneath me
i’m shutting sh+t down like breezy did karrueche
(ha)
i got dope d+ck i make my b+tch lean
my bm still addicted like i’m swimmin’ in her bloodstream
(yeah yeah)
welcome home set the glock near the holy bible
weed in my nails i made a deal from across the bayous
why that pistol shakin’ he ain’t ready someone help the kid
(nah)
glock to his nose smelt a bullet tried to help the kid
(tried)
should be dead if i was livin’ off my dog years
(what?)
would give the brawd’ puppies if she wasn’t in her b+tch years
n+gga’ heard me spit and i made him change careers
ballin’ on you n+ggas’ sinkin’ shots like i’m paul peirce
yeah
real recognize the real
(yeah)
eatin’ swine in the morning she was the baddest’ cop foreal’
all i got is fire n+gga’
(yeah)
hot as magma n+gga’ no chill
(yeah)
hit the stu’ with ammo n+gga’
(yeah)
dropping clips make ya’ head peel
(yeah)
yeah
i got the mind to make ya’ mouth drop
and an ego that tends to make her jaw lock
not perpetrating did my time for the green man
d+ck so dope (ooooo) she say i’m her favorite weed man
(that’s right)
phat ass hair cut like amber rose
(what?)
walking towards a n+gga’ all i’m seein’ is her camel toe
took her to the crib had her bouncin’ in her cameo
(what)
s+x so good had her squirtin’ on the video
(okay!)
hold on
you want a feature need to pay for it
the way i see it if you got it then you made for it
(okay)
hittin’ home runs in the dark ’cause a n+gga’ brave
breakin’ every chain call me django cause i free a slave
hold on
you the hottest on the block
i put the block through h+ll when i step on the spot
(hot)
if ya’ baby mama bad i’ll let you know when she give it to me
smashed her in the room and told her friend she ain’t give it to me
yeah yeah
young n+gga’ wit’ a big punch
boujee wit’ it like to take b+tches out to brunch
fleein’ from the scene til my girl say the jig is up
sprayin’ at her head b+tches know she don’t give a f+ck
astonishin’ man i leave these b+tches mind blown
get out of line now you talkin’ to a dial tone
travel with the money now you know what trip that i’m on
talkin’ bout’ the money now you really singin’ my song
i’m done
(that sh+t hard)
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