official_khi – let it show lyrics
(stacc you hard fool!)
uh, uh
yeah, yeah
i be steppin’ on these n+ggas in balenciaga
and they mad cause i got they b+tch wearin’ prada
i be quick to pass a hoe, i ain’t got no problem
when it come to gettin’ this money, i ain’t got no option
god gave me a chance, i can’t let it blow
and i know my heart cold, but i can’t let it show
i been married to this money, i gotta let you go
and i ain’t steppin’ with my n+ggas if they ain’t gotta pole
i ain’t f+cking with these hoes
let ‘em go do they thing, i bought a brand new chain
brand new car off the lot, ever go switch some lanеs?
brand new shooter off the block, hе don’t miss no shots
that n+gga go insane
i went gold in the streets
these n+ggas ain’t close to me
i gotta keep my pole my heat
‘case these n+ggas tried smoking me
‘member yall n+ggas ghosted me
yall n+ggas never posted me
whole gang been poppin’, i promise you it ain’t be only me, yeah, yeah
grind to the top, i gotta get me this guap, i gotta get me a lot
n+ggas be talkin’ too much, that’s why they homie got shot
shawty so bad, i gotta shoot my shot, i ain’t never been blocked
i gotta ride with that glock, ‘case these n+ggas be hot, my n+ggas stiring the pot, whoa, whoa
none of my n+ggas hoes
all of my n+ggas on go
i be steppin’ on these n+ggas in balenciaga
and they mad cause i got they b+tch wearin’ prada
i be quick to pass a hoe, i ain’t got no problem
when it come to gettin’ this money, i ain’t got no option
god gave me a chance, i can’t let it blow
and i know my heart cold, but i can’t let it show
i been married to this money, i gotta let you go
and i ain’t steppin’ with my n+ggas if they ain’t gotta pole
let me turn up, i gotta f+ck on this b+tch cause she ain’t a sl+t
i gotta get in her guts, i started hittin’ her ribs i’m f+cking her up
i gotta get rid of this nut, i gotta give what she want
i gotta get what she need, she on her knees, she been beggin for hours ain’t say nothing but please
i gotta bag, but i still feel this pain
i gotta ride with that mag, i gotta ride with this flame
i ain’t goin out sad, ain’t goin’ out like no lame
this ain’t no game, i’m on to bigger and better things
these n+ggas jackin’ my style, i been rappin’ for a while
momma said i gotta make it, i can’t let her down
these n+ggas in my way, put ‘em in the ground
i can’t waste no time, i gotta make it now
i be steppin’ on these n+ggas in balenciaga
and they mad cause i got they b+tch wearin’ prada
i be quick to pass a hoe, i ain’t got no problem
when it come to gettin’ this money, i ain’t got no option
god gave me a chance, i can’t let it blow
and i know my heart cold, but i can’t let it show
i been married to this money, i gotta let you go
and i ain’t steppin’ with my n+ggas if they ain’t gotta pole
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