Kickback Papoose (Ft. Conway the Machine & French Montana)
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[Intro]
[Hook: French Montana]
[Verse 1: Papoose]
I'm a problem
Your top 50 rappers get their bars from the rap pyromaniac spitting fire to arson
Triple beams, ziplocked yayo and loaded war guns
Magnums for all of you pussies, it's not a condom
I will never come to your hood, that's where the frauds from
Don't you ever call me your brother, you ain't my mom's son
Bottle of anti-freeze in the getaway car son
Gotta' warm it up in the morning that's how the dodge run
Nappy hair, Sean got combs, I need to borrow one
Heard Tyra got a few banks, I'm 'bout to rob one
When I pull up the 'pone, Tommy gun with the large drum
They'll be like "Woah!" the song that Black Rob sung
A deep freezеr full of beef, I never squashed nonе
Staten Island, BX, Queens, Brooklyn to Harlem
Yo Conway, we strong as the island Rakim Allah from
Smooth operator like Kane who get the job done
[Hook: French Montana]
[Verse 2: Conway the Machine]
I don't care about them nigga's
Yo, fuck them nigga's names
Trust me if I gotta pull up, you're getting stains
If you want smoke, we don't give a fuck, we feel the same
In your hood with the blicky, you duck shit when I aim, I'll bust you nigga's brains
I stood in the kitchens, I fluffed a lil' 'caine, I hustled in the rain
Like a big bust down, you tuck your lil' chain
Maybach, G Wagon will crush your lil' Range
Hollows will reconstruct a nigga frame
Mash on niggas, you ain't know I fuck with Lil' Fame?
Thought I had it all but so much was still to gain
Hurt my right hand, gotta' go up I feel his pain
For fire on possession, shot a nigga but the nigga survive
They should've left em'
The DA can't find em', it's a blessing
Dior Chucks, pull the Porsche up
Take the break money and buy storefronts
[Hook: French Montana]
[Verse 1: Papoose]
I'm a problem
Your top 50 rappers get their bars from the rap pyromaniac spitting fire to arson
Triple beams, ziplocked yayo and loaded war guns
Magnums for all of you pussies, it's not a condom
I will never come to your hood, that's where the frauds from
Don't you ever call me your brother, you ain't my mom's son
Bottle of anti-freeze in the getaway car son
Gotta' warm it up in the morning that's how the dodge run
Nappy hair, Sean got combs, I need to borrow one
Heard Tyra got a few banks, I'm 'bout to rob one
When I pull up the 'pone, Tommy gun with the large drum
They'll be like "Woah!" the song that Black Rob sung
A deep freezеr full of beef, I never squashed nonе
Staten Island, BX, Queens, Brooklyn to Harlem
Yo Conway, we strong as the island Rakim Allah from
Smooth operator like Kane who get the job done
[Hook: French Montana]
[Verse 2: Conway the Machine]
I don't care about them nigga's
Yo, fuck them nigga's names
Trust me if I gotta pull up, you're getting stains
If you want smoke, we don't give a fuck, we feel the same
In your hood with the blicky, you duck shit when I aim, I'll bust you nigga's brains
I stood in the kitchens, I fluffed a lil' 'caine, I hustled in the rain
Like a big bust down, you tuck your lil' chain
Maybach, G Wagon will crush your lil' Range
Hollows will reconstruct a nigga frame
Mash on niggas, you ain't know I fuck with Lil' Fame?
Thought I had it all but so much was still to gain
Hurt my right hand, gotta' go up I feel his pain
For fire on possession, shot a nigga but the nigga survive
They should've left em'
The DA can't find em', it's a blessing
Dior Chucks, pull the Porsche up
Take the break money and buy storefronts
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