JESUS KAPONI

The lady tells me: Kendo, are you gonna keep wasting cash?
And I say: But girl, this month I lost three homies (Kreamly)
And out of the three that died, no one took anything (yeah, El Nene)
I'm gonna spend all I got
And if it bothers you, when you see me (Young Slime, nigga), open my eyes 'cause they're always low
Brr

I'm gonna bury you, you piece of shit, son of a bitch
We roll up and we give it to you, my gun executes, gang-bang
And fuck it, I got all my spots active and I'm ready
Wrapping up the jobs, flipping the crack lids

Don't flex with your fake movie, you ain't in the trap
Bi-Bi-Bi-Bitch, you ain't in shit
Don't flex with your fake movie, you ain't in the trap
Bi-Bi-Bi-Bitch, you ain't in shit

O-O-O is it Versace or is it Supreme, all the bitches from the magazine
Yo, El Nene 'e Oro with (Kreamly), I'm in my prime
How I hunt the Transformers, the R and Optimus Prime
They wanted to see me dead, the gunshots all the time

My money over bitches, there's no bitch that won't ride me
We pull up in the Tacoma and, what happened?
They know Young (shh), this little dude's a criminal
A sweep and you get shot (yeah), brr

Setups, cars, and jewels, now they stop me at the stores
In the backpack a kilo of fent and, what happened?
I'm smoking my enemy in the Backwoods, the ones from the Migos
Codeine crazy, Future, codeine in the cup, brr

I'm gonna bury you, you piece of shit, son of a bitch
We roll up and we give it to you, my gun executes, gang-bang
And fuck it, I got all my spots active and I'm ready
Wrapping up the jobs, flipping the crack lids

Don't flex with your fake movie, you ain't in the trap
Bi-Bi-Bi-Bitch, you ain't in shit
No, don't flex with your fake movie, you ain't in the trap
Bi-Bi-Bi-Bitch, you ain't in shit

Kreamly