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pre kai ro - blink twice lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m ‘bout to
break bread with the enemies
’bout to find out if i’m really better but i better be
’cause if they spit it and i’m with it then i’ll let ‘em be
don’t want no smoke cause i’m tryna be a better me

i better see a 100k on my desk i gotta flex
wear a 100 chains on my chest
these f-ckin’ squares better circle up and cut my cheques
they tryna buy me cause i got next
i got

20 thousand coming for a verse though
tried to trip me up but i really came in first though
i’m the type of motherf-ckin’ n-gga with a fur coat
i’m the type of motherf-cker drive a twin turbo
herbal
rolled up in a element
i be spittin’ venom when i k!ll ‘em for the h-ll of it
i got h-lla loud, and she want me to sell a bit
she said she like my song but i got h-lla sh-t

i used to be a miskeen guy
miskeen creps with a miskeen ride
then i had a vision, couple years go by
now i’m really living like a dream so i wake up
with a motherf-ckin’ blunt on the table
spark that sh-t, then i smoke it to the face so
i can levitate, never wait on a payroll
i believe in fate cause i make it when i say so
wait though

i got problems now
fake n-ggas tryna make it off my sound
fake b-tches tryna know where i be now
all because i’ll make a milli from a hobby now

make a milli from the track
spend a milli on the loud
trust me i got h-lla millis coming in n out
its not about the money b-tch, that’s not what i’m about
nah that’s not what i’m about

so f-ck what you heard ’cause i’m moving like a f-ckin’ loose cannon
your boo fannin’ when the bentley coupe standin’
off the coast of morocco
better call up blacko
better let him know that i’m the motherf-ckin’ chapo

[hook]
drop hoes, in an instant
blink twice, and she missed it
she got a new man, he’s a dipsh-t
you can’t tell me nothin’ about this sh-t
but she gon’ follow her addiction
find another man that she can live with
find another me who never did sh-t
she just need the dollar for the wishlist

[verse 2]
she said that cash rules everything around her problems
cream get the money so that maybe she could solve ‘em
i told her baby this ain’t nothin’ and i got it
said i like her dress even thought i f-ckin’ bought it
hold up, didn’t she know me before the fame?
didn’t she tell me that she ain’t really tryna get paid
off the verses that i made where i talk about my days
and i write about this b-tch and i’m losing it like may-day
hey wait, why she lose it when i say drake?
why she only f-ckin’ with me on my pay day?
what would ye say?
too many rappers treat the motherf-ckin’ studio like it’s a f-ckin’ playdate

wait wait, what these fakes tryna say say?
why these beggars coming my way way?
all they really droppin’ is the hate
and i’m never f-ckin’ late when i say that i

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