Kane Pt 2 Baby Smoove
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[Chorus]
Aye, yo bitch blowing up my phone she let me tell the truth
'Cause mine getting on my nerves, I can't handle two
I remember rerocking niggas, getting extras through
You know what the fuck going on, I say 22
Young nigga, with the same pull as a O.G
Approach me, talking rah rah I knock out four teeth
These niggas ratted out, half of 'em be the police
Riding with the load on my way to meet Habibi
[Verse 1]
I'm smoking Sherbert and it mix with my cologne
Nigga mad 'cause his bitch rapping me when I come on
Everybody know that it's cheaper when they home
My niggas made me rap, shit I had stopped making songs
But I can't stop what I'm doing, they ain't stop making phones
Know this lean ain't cool, shit I'll stop it when I'm gone
Spent two-thousand on a coat, you in a hoodie looking bold
This time last year I was busy on the road
Somebody help that nigga out, shit he out here looking lost
You can't put a nigga in position, then you not a boss
In and out of Neiman Marcus, used to shop at Last Call
Put a nigga in a hearse, all it take is one call
I can't even shop, shit I'm taking pictures in the mall
If it's bout some money then I'm tryna get involved
I got years in this jugg, most of this is new to y'all
Used to steal hall passes, make sales in the hall
Aye, yo bitch blowing up my phone she let me tell the truth
'Cause mine getting on my nerves, I can't handle two
I remember rerocking niggas, getting extras through
You know what the fuck going on, I say 22
Young nigga, with the same pull as a O.G
Approach me, talking rah rah I knock out four teeth
These niggas ratted out, half of 'em be the police
Riding with the load on my way to meet Habibi
[Verse 1]
I'm smoking Sherbert and it mix with my cologne
Nigga mad 'cause his bitch rapping me when I come on
Everybody know that it's cheaper when they home
My niggas made me rap, shit I had stopped making songs
But I can't stop what I'm doing, they ain't stop making phones
Know this lean ain't cool, shit I'll stop it when I'm gone
Spent two-thousand on a coat, you in a hoodie looking bold
This time last year I was busy on the road
Somebody help that nigga out, shit he out here looking lost
You can't put a nigga in position, then you not a boss
In and out of Neiman Marcus, used to shop at Last Call
Put a nigga in a hearse, all it take is one call
I can't even shop, shit I'm taking pictures in the mall
If it's bout some money then I'm tryna get involved
I got years in this jugg, most of this is new to y'all
Used to steal hall passes, make sales in the hall
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