[Intro]
Yeah
Kilo
BCG
Yeah
Huh
Huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh, yeah, huh (Yo Kilo what the fuck ?!)
[Chorus]
Bitch want me to keep fucking, I said "I got money to make"
What the fuck is you bitching for ? in one week I done took you on two dates
On Tuesday night we hit Eddie V's, Calamari on both our plates
And just last Saturday hit Ruth Chris, and both us ate T-Bone Steaks, okay
No I can't do shit with a QP, I need a full plate
Bro call my phone, say i'll make a lil' bread I take it out of state, that's straight
That pussy ass nigga think he so slick, he trying to duck off by the lake
And nah not Lake Eola, or by Lake Nona, but I know the place, wait
[Verse 1]
I ain't gon' say to much, 'case a nigga get whacked, then it ain't my fault
Don't blame me for shit, I was at the crib, what the fuck you thought ? nah hold up
I think I was my bitch, we was out of town at thе casino loft
Either way I don't know a fuck thing, so unless you gon' charge mе, i'ma just leave and walk
Way to solid for all of that talking, it's easy as fuck to be quiet
Aw yeah I seen black and white on jit, he was singing more than a choir
Tell that boy get the fuck from 'round, man knowing his ass he wearing a wire
Nah I ain't the father of your kids lil' mama
I'm rawer, and streeter, and flyer ha
I get in that pussy and kill it, you tell me it's mines
But i'ma keep it real I got trust issues, so I feel like you lying
I know that i'm toxic, i'm trying to stop it, so don't you start up with the crying
God damn what is ? what you want ? okay, alright, i'll get it in line, that's fine
[Chorus]
Bitch want me to keep fucking, I said "I got money to make"
What the fuck is you bitching for ? in one week I done took you on two dates
On Tuesday night we hit Eddie V's, Calamari on both our plates
And just last Saturday hit Ruth Chris, and both us ate T-Bone Steaks, okay
No I can't do shit with a QP, I need a full plate
Bro call my phone, say i'll make a lil' bread I take it out of state, that's straight
That pussy ass nigga think he so slick, he trying to duck off by the lake
And nah not Lake Eola, or by Lake Nona, but I know the place, wait
[Verse 2]
Recorded so much, got a second phone for all my music
This shit come easy to me, i'm gifted, they won't admit it, but knew it
Why the fuck you riding the south with that gun lil' boy ? we know you won't use it
Don't get yo' blick took trying show it off, that's how you'll loose it, on gang
[Chorus]
Bitch want me to keep fucking, I said "I got money to make"
What the fuck is you bitching for ? in one week I done took you on two dates
On Tuesday night we hit Eddie V's, Calamari on both our plates
And just last Saturday hit Ruth Chris, and both us ate T-Bone Steaks, okay
No I can't do shit with a QP, I need a full plate
Bro call my phone, say i'll make a lil' bread I take it out of state, that's straight
That pussy ass nigga think he so slick, he trying to duck off by the lake
And nah not Lake Eola, or by Lake Nona, but I know the place, wait
Yeah
Kilo
BCG
Yeah
Huh
Huh, huh, yeah, huh, huh, huh, yeah, huh (Yo Kilo what the fuck ?!)
[Chorus]
Bitch want me to keep fucking, I said "I got money to make"
What the fuck is you bitching for ? in one week I done took you on two dates
On Tuesday night we hit Eddie V's, Calamari on both our plates
And just last Saturday hit Ruth Chris, and both us ate T-Bone Steaks, okay
No I can't do shit with a QP, I need a full plate
Bro call my phone, say i'll make a lil' bread I take it out of state, that's straight
That pussy ass nigga think he so slick, he trying to duck off by the lake
And nah not Lake Eola, or by Lake Nona, but I know the place, wait
[Verse 1]
I ain't gon' say to much, 'case a nigga get whacked, then it ain't my fault
Don't blame me for shit, I was at the crib, what the fuck you thought ? nah hold up
I think I was my bitch, we was out of town at thе casino loft
Either way I don't know a fuck thing, so unless you gon' charge mе, i'ma just leave and walk
Way to solid for all of that talking, it's easy as fuck to be quiet
Aw yeah I seen black and white on jit, he was singing more than a choir
Tell that boy get the fuck from 'round, man knowing his ass he wearing a wire
Nah I ain't the father of your kids lil' mama
I'm rawer, and streeter, and flyer ha
I get in that pussy and kill it, you tell me it's mines
But i'ma keep it real I got trust issues, so I feel like you lying
I know that i'm toxic, i'm trying to stop it, so don't you start up with the crying
God damn what is ? what you want ? okay, alright, i'll get it in line, that's fine
[Chorus]
Bitch want me to keep fucking, I said "I got money to make"
What the fuck is you bitching for ? in one week I done took you on two dates
On Tuesday night we hit Eddie V's, Calamari on both our plates
And just last Saturday hit Ruth Chris, and both us ate T-Bone Steaks, okay
No I can't do shit with a QP, I need a full plate
Bro call my phone, say i'll make a lil' bread I take it out of state, that's straight
That pussy ass nigga think he so slick, he trying to duck off by the lake
And nah not Lake Eola, or by Lake Nona, but I know the place, wait
[Verse 2]
Recorded so much, got a second phone for all my music
This shit come easy to me, i'm gifted, they won't admit it, but knew it
Why the fuck you riding the south with that gun lil' boy ? we know you won't use it
Don't get yo' blick took trying show it off, that's how you'll loose it, on gang
[Chorus]
Bitch want me to keep fucking, I said "I got money to make"
What the fuck is you bitching for ? in one week I done took you on two dates
On Tuesday night we hit Eddie V's, Calamari on both our plates
And just last Saturday hit Ruth Chris, and both us ate T-Bone Steaks, okay
No I can't do shit with a QP, I need a full plate
Bro call my phone, say i'll make a lil' bread I take it out of state, that's straight
That pussy ass nigga think he so slick, he trying to duck off by the lake
And nah not Lake Eola, or by Lake Nona, but I know the place, wait
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