Rob Da Bank Dro Kenji

[Intro]
Wh-wh-who the fuck is Gosha?
Kenji
Uh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

[Chorus]
Ayy, fuck them, who the opposition?
Need some drink in my system (Uh)
She popped a Perky, had her missin' from her mind and her mental
(Ayy)
These niggas hate me, I got poppin' off a few instrumentals
And I could probably take his bitch, she blow my dick like a whistle

[Verse 1]
And all my niggas really slime, so you might fuck 'round, get missin'
Who be playin' 'round with them sticks, nigga?
Better hope we miss, nigga
My big brother got a trigger finger and it's aimin' perfect at a pussy-nigga
We ain't playin' 'round, we ain't politicin' with a bitch-nigga
Swear your ho just hit my line
Press decline, I ain't never lie
I ain't finna sit around with no ho talkin' 'bout nonsense, bitch, bye
Actin' like a bird, you should let her fly
Actin' like a bird, she don't wanna ride
Actin' like a bird, she gon' wanna ride when she see a Bentley with the red seats outside