Kin ft. caikozart! & Benji Kobain Lyrics

I stay with the gang I don't fuck with fake niggas

They can't be around me they cropped out the picture

I just rapped on a track now my pockets is bigger

'Cause this music could stop me from pulling that trigger

I'm fucking two bitches they both love to scissor

And these bitches be blind when I cheat like they SZA

I don't care bout they feelings could cry me a river

I be sippin this wock just to fuck up my liver

It's crazy 'cause I done feel in love with drugs

No these niggas not kin, they not one of us

That lil bitch want to hop on a wave, go hop on that bus

Ain't giving out sauce, I don't trust

My bro sippin wock, ain't no tuss

Want love but found lust

Keep getting that guap that's a must

I think I'm addicted to sluts

Lil bitch I'm too rich

I'm rocking that "lil bitch don't touch"

Rocking that shit bitch I'm litt

All this fly shit got 'em pissed they ain't living like this

1k all on my fit, I ain't even going nowhere boy I'm playing the crib

And if we slide in that car, I ain't gotta say too much boy you getting the kill

Fuck him up right on his block

Fuck it might dance on his block like we making a reel

And I'm from New York, so once I slide on your block nigga you know the drill

And I got the drip from my walk and she love how I talk now it's crazy she sucking the dick

She be on my socials she stalking the kid trying to see what I'm doing I'm fucking a bitch

I-I fuck from the back and she love how I do it I'm making this music I'm tryna get rich

I-I'm nice with the gun I'm like Spike with the visuals

P-Put the dot on his eye just to take out his visuals

I be wiping my nose like I'm sniffing up minerals

'Cause I'm down for the gang and it's up for the bots

These niggas be pussy put em in a box

His shawty be glazing I'm beating the box

She went for the dick but she grabbed on the Glock

Right after the session I'm spinning your block

Got hit with the Glock he fell in love with o's

Said it's Helmut the jeans, Givenchy that toe

She be calling my name when I'm high off that dope

Give a fuck bout the fame bitch I'm worried bout dough

Said I'm worried bout the bread

Your bitch on my dick and she giving up head, huh

That lil bitch move like a fed(Huh)

She keep saying what I said

She keep saying what I did, I bust in her mouth now she drinking my kids

Damn this the life that I live

Bitch don't hit me up if it ain't bout them bands

Don't hit me up if ain't bout no bands

Spending and making money with my friends

I ain't saving a hoe I ain't Crimson Chin

Double D on the chop they looking like some twins

I got me some hoes and they want me to spin

Said she love me but I can't wait 'til that shit end

They'll do certain shit nigga just to fit in

(They'll do certain shit nigga just to fit in)

P-U-D-A, Caikizzy, and Benji gon win

Know them niggas my brothers get paid with my kin

We gon be top floor nigga sitting in a pent

That's gon have em mad, that's gon have em pissed

And I'm gon let it fly see the flick of my wrist

Mixing the PUDA Punch with the wock and the triss

Whole lotta swag, I dress how you can't

That bitch on my ass your hoe she a fan

That bitch on my ass your hoe she a fan

Whole lotta swag, I dress how you can't