Kappa Flow (feat. Yung Kweez)

Uh We gettin' the mac and cheese uh We slidin' with macs and squeeze uh Bullets gon' rip thru ya tee uh I got a bitch from the P uh She doin' tricks in the jeep uh You know she f*ck wit' a G uh I got her grippin' the D uh uh (Yeah yeah, okay) Rockin' that kappa no cap uh I'm puttin' dick in her back uh Ya bitch got her face in my lap (She do) She don't f*ck with you 'cause you whack Don't gotta ask nigga we strapped (Uh, huh) Hollow Tips yea they rip thru ya back (Boom boom!) N****as talkin' they snitches and rats N****as be snitches and rats uh They cannot come where i'm at uh They cannot give me no daps uh My n****a stay where you at uh Rockin' that kappa no cap uh You see that shit on my back uh I might pull up all black uh SRT Hellcat uh, yeah yeah (Yeah) From the bottom we coming from nothing (We is) Made it happen turned nothing to something (We did) It's our time now they see us we comin' (They do) See us comin' they duckin' and runnin' (Uh, huh) I'm with brodie you know how we coming F*ck that bitch then i f*ck on her cousin (Uh, huh) If he talkin' we aim at his muffin' Niggas talkin' that smoke and he bluffin' Acting crazy we shoot no discussion It go straight to his head no concussion Brodie stay with them sticks like he Russian And we taking our time we ain't rushin' Call the plug and we coppin' a dozen I don't trust her than i am not cuffin' (Nah uh) She too moody she pushin' my buttons (She do) Smokin' that kush i'm a addict uh Hittin' that gas right in traffic uh We got the work in the mattress uh We got them sticks in the mattress uh Talkin' them semi no matics uh We shootin' shit like the mavericks uh You disappear like it's magic uh You know that shit will get tragic (Uh uh, uh) 30's and Glizzies Call up my niggas you know we get busy Smokin' exotic that shit got me trippy I'm gettin' head from a bitch named lizzie We gettin' litty you know that we drippy N****a just watch how i f*ck on ya biddy N****a just watch how we f*ck up the city N****a just watch how i ball like i'm diddy All I want is some racks in my jeans (Racks) Got some money i turned to a fiend (I Did) On my mind all i got is the green (Uh, Huh) N****as talkin' like bitches and queens (They do) Me and gang yea we chasin' our dreams (We is) Gotta go get it by any means (We do) Over n****as we only 16, yeah