CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Kawasaki
You gotta motherf**kin' feel this sh*t, boy
(BanBwoi)
You little bi-atch
Kawasaki, ride it like a Kawasaki
Got a little red b*t*h, she look like a hot tamale
I got all these racks on me, I act like I don't know nobody
If he not on f**ksh*t then he is not welcome 'round me
No, he cannot come around
Hundred round come and spray off downtown
n***a know I'm ballin', b*t*h, I'm up now
Say you wanted smoke, well, b*t*h, it's up now
when I see I'ma gun him down
These lil' n***as lame, these lil' n***as geeks
These lil' n***as hoes, these lil' n***as cheat
Pull up with this f**king flame, I don't care if you thirty deep
b*t*h, you think I'm in Miami and I ain't bring my heat
Dwight Freeney on my back, n***a, 93
Shots fired, n***a hit you up hangin' out the feed
Young YL in the field, need some goddamn cleats
If you put some money on my head, you need to up the fee
Kawasaki, ride it like a Kawasaki
Got a little red b*t*h, she look like a hot tamale
I got all these racks on me, I act like I don't know nobody
If he not on f**ksh*t then he is not welcome 'round me
No, he cannot come around
Hundred round come and spray off downtown
n***a know I'm ballin', b*t*h, I'm up now
n***a dissin' all that sh*t, well, n***a, it's up now
Better make the right move before you get gunned down
She ride d**k like Kawasaki
Big diamonds froze, we don't care about no f**king faucet
I'ma just go what I know with what the OG told me and f**king taught me
Yeah, I know what I know, I ain't doing no telling, ain't doing no f**king talking (No, sir)
Free my bros out that can, in the canteen
In my dope boy d**kies with no crease
Matte-black, yeah, the coupe, know it costs fees
When you lose your man, baby, call me
I'm talking motherf**kin' shoot, I take a bullet and go crazy
Yeah, they talking 'bout Lil Keed, I'm in the latest (Keed, talk to 'em)
Yeah, my pants so skinny but I'm into ladies
Yeah, she swallowin' nut, she want me to tape it (Eugh)
Kawasaki, ride it like a Kawasaki (Yeah, yeah, slimeball)
Got a little red b*t*h, she look like a hot tamale
I got all these racks on me, I act like I don't know nobody
If he not on f**ksh*t then he is not welcome 'round me
No, he cannot come around
Hundred round come and spray off downtown
n***a know I'm ballin', b*t*h, I'm up now
n***a dissin' all that sh*t, well, n***a, it's up now
Better make the right move before you get gunned down
(BanBwoi)
You little bi-atch
Kawasaki, ride it like a Kawasaki
Got a little red b*t*h, she look like a hot tamale
I got all these racks on me, I act like I don't know nobody
If he not on f**ksh*t then he is not welcome 'round me
No, he cannot come around
Hundred round come and spray off downtown
n***a know I'm ballin', b*t*h, I'm up now
Say you wanted smoke, well, b*t*h, it's up now
when I see I'ma gun him down
These lil' n***as lame, these lil' n***as geeks
These lil' n***as hoes, these lil' n***as cheat
Pull up with this f**king flame, I don't care if you thirty deep
b*t*h, you think I'm in Miami and I ain't bring my heat
Dwight Freeney on my back, n***a, 93
Shots fired, n***a hit you up hangin' out the feed
Young YL in the field, need some goddamn cleats
If you put some money on my head, you need to up the fee
Kawasaki, ride it like a Kawasaki
Got a little red b*t*h, she look like a hot tamale
I got all these racks on me, I act like I don't know nobody
If he not on f**ksh*t then he is not welcome 'round me
No, he cannot come around
Hundred round come and spray off downtown
n***a know I'm ballin', b*t*h, I'm up now
n***a dissin' all that sh*t, well, n***a, it's up now
Better make the right move before you get gunned down
She ride d**k like Kawasaki
Big diamonds froze, we don't care about no f**king faucet
I'ma just go what I know with what the OG told me and f**king taught me
Yeah, I know what I know, I ain't doing no telling, ain't doing no f**king talking (No, sir)
Free my bros out that can, in the canteen
In my dope boy d**kies with no crease
Matte-black, yeah, the coupe, know it costs fees
When you lose your man, baby, call me
I'm talking motherf**kin' shoot, I take a bullet and go crazy
Yeah, they talking 'bout Lil Keed, I'm in the latest (Keed, talk to 'em)
Yeah, my pants so skinny but I'm into ladies
Yeah, she swallowin' nut, she want me to tape it (Eugh)
Kawasaki, ride it like a Kawasaki (Yeah, yeah, slimeball)
Got a little red b*t*h, she look like a hot tamale
I got all these racks on me, I act like I don't know nobody
If he not on f**ksh*t then he is not welcome 'round me
No, he cannot come around
Hundred round come and spray off downtown
n***a know I'm ballin', b*t*h, I'm up now
n***a dissin' all that sh*t, well, n***a, it's up now
Better make the right move before you get gunned down
