No Deal - K$upreme, Ski Mask The Slump God

No Deal - K$upreme, Ski Mask The Slump God

Альбом
Flex Muzik 2
Год
2018
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
152060

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No Deal

K$upreme, Ski Mask The Slump God

Okay, yup, okay, yup

Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, okay

Breast milk, like I drop milk

Pull up in the bat, oh, yeah Mobile

Put the nigga so ill, like roadkill

Shoutout nigga 'preme tho, got no deal

Bust down my wrist, I got no deal

Shoutout to Boat, for the boy you know I kill

Glock on my hip, that’s a big steel

Send my young nigga go do a drill

Beat up the pot, I ain’t cooking no oatmeal

These niggas flaggin', football drill

Out of Neiman Marcus spent a big bill

Feeling like a carcass, that boy killed

Diamonds out the water, like they grew gills

So I’m gon' float yeah, like Root Beer

Bout to catch a body, get a tat tear

Boss like Ross but I, don’t eat pears

Can’t have one bitch I need two pair

Walk inside Prada I need me like two pairs

Drip on that nigga, that young nigga too rare

Fucking that bitch like a motherfucking bear

Broke that bitch back and I yank at her hair

Smoking Gelato, put dope in the air

I spent three bands on a new Moncler

Don’t fuck with these niggas, these niggas be squares

Too many bands, I’ma flex on these niggas

Eight in the wok, yeah I don’t drink no liquor

Hop out the whip, got Chanel on my slipper

Number Nine on my shirt and that Vlone my zipper

She suck on my dick then yo' lame ass kiss her

Whipping up dope, they call me that mixer

My young nigga shoot shit like Derek Fisher

Bust on that nigga just like a blister

Bust on that bitch just like I am a blister

Can’t steal my sauce I pull up like: «Hey Mister!»

Fucked on your bitch and I know that you kissed her

Then float away in the whip like a whisker

Handle all my liquor, if she can’t, I’ma diss her

That nigga be pussy, if I punch, call it fist her

Hold up, wait a minute my nigga, 'cause now my wrist hurt

Yellow coat, with the yellow feathers like I’m Big Bird

You heard, like Chris I tuck her, she ride like trucker

And the way that her pussy slides, so damn good

That I just said «Can't Believe That It’s Not Butter!»

Hate these niggas like I’m Uncle Ruckus

Like a young wild child, cause too much ruckus

Take a look at my file, make too much buckets

Pistol on me like a collared shirt, had to just tuck it

Breast milk, like I drop milk

Pull up in the bat, oh yeah Mobile

Put the nigga so I’ll, like roadkill

Shoutout nigga 'preme tho, got no deal

Bust down my wrist, I got no deal

Shoutout to Boat you know for the boy I kill

Glock on my hip, that’s a big steel

Send my young nigga go do a drill

Beat up the pot, I ain’t cooking no oatmeal

These niggas flaggin', football drill

Out of Neiman Marcus spent a big bill

Feeling like a carcass, that boy killed

Diamonds out the water, like they grew gills

So I’m gon' float yeah, like Root Beer

Bout to catch a body, get a tat tear

Boss like Ross but I don’t eat pears

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