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ybn cordae - kung fu lyrics

[intro]
day-day-daytrip took it to 10

[chorus]
let me tell you how i come through with the 1-2
kickin’ sh-t like kung fu
treat a bad b-tch like she average
i’m a savage, lil hoe, what you wan’ do?
i’m about cash if the route fast
i’ma get that lil n-gga, by any means
momma complain ’bout my balmains, but it’s all sane
couple racks in my skinny jeans

[post-chorus]
ayy, hit it up, one time
n-ggas gonna get it until the sunrise (ayy)
school of hard knocks, i’m alumni
b-tches on my d-ck like fungi
won’t stop, what’s that?
keep the tommy on me like a rugrat (ayy)
n-ggas used to trap where the bus at
tell momma i’ma quit but i love cash

[verse 1]
i’ma just get it and get it again
come ups i split with my friends, ayy
twenty’s them twenty’s them twinny twin twin
tryna flip ford to a benz
i’ma get it, i’ma get it regardless
bussin juugs, i used to trap out the college
give me brain, i swear that b-tch is a scholar
no snakes around me, only snake on my collar
i’m a thief in the night, pray to jesus, to christ
better hope he believe in your life
free my lil n-gga saudi, was catching them bodies
he fighting his demons to light
all my n-ggas be trapping, your n-ggas be rapping
they robbed you, you asking what happened
got a new b-tch from china, she wearing designer
i’m lacing her in the new fashion, ayy

[verse 2]
ayy, i’ve been all around the f-cking globe
baby what ya know?
motherf-cker better tuck and roll, got places to go
and n-ggas missed the last flight, livin’ in the fast life
momma said, “you never act right, godd-mn”
guess i’m a bad guy, but i’m on my grind like a halfpipe
’cause i switch it and flip it and cook it up mad nice
til i see them flashlights, then i’m gone
fast flash like, my future’s a tad bright
because when they rent is due, and your benz is new
and your old friends be resenting you
like my women brown, and my benjis blue
sh-t is f-cked up when they envy you
‘member n-ggas got k!lled over penny shoes
where i’m from n-ggas dying like kenny do
take a hit of this pac and this henny juice
only one of me, but there’s plenty you
it was all a dream, reminiscing over smaller things
grandma cooking like paula deen
it ain’t all it seems, grew up with the starving teens
and growing plants, still watering (ahh)

[outro]
daytrip took it to 10

- ybn cordae lyrics

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