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Y2kay

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I tote Glock's pussy, nigga, I'ma blam ya
This attitude adjuster turn your bitch
Into a dancer a dancer, better yet Prancer, necromancer
I'ma run my game and my shit always gon' enhance her
The way I spit flames, you thought I'd had a cancer

No smoke with these niggas, I can't end up in the slammer
Saved by the bell, you lucky that my gun a jammer
or else you'd be seein white, like you in Alabama
Like, like, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah like you in Alabama

Yeah, what, what, what? Yeah, yeah, like you in Alabama
My gun got back pain, I bring black pain back to the game
Y'all ain't ready for this click-clack bang the way this click-clack sang
We bout to blow up on these niggas, makin' figures

They talkin' bout like how we change don't carry loose change in my pockets
Like I'm Bruce Wayne, I keep a rocket he fuckin' with my bread, I'm finna sock him
Call that nigga fuckin' popcorn, I'm finna pop him
That nigga fuckin' broke he at the bottom
I put my city on, we in Gotham

My name already Kay I'm finna flock em
I'm chillin' with Bacardi, girl, we sippin out the bottle
All I know is gettin' money, mind my business
Nigga, f*ck you and them, I ain't cared about no friendship
My money gettin' long, my money stretchin' endless

And if you f*ck with my money, I'll leave you fuckin' headless
I'll blow your top off, I'll blow your fuckin' cap back
Bullets flyin' faster than baseballs, ya snap back
I pull my phone out, record it for the Snapchat
Niggas watchin' this shit at home while eatin rap snacks

I'm bout to blow up larger than 9-11
Been goin' this crazy since the three before 07 before I die, I'm tryna be a legend
Watchin' niggas bump my shit all the way from the heaven

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