Yeah ft. Kamander Kidd Lyrics

I'm sipping on that red god damn it I'ma leaner

Ralph Lauren on my jacket cost a beamer

I'ma walk up in the party with my steamer

Shawty love me to death so she not breathing

I'm like woah, sell a lot of xans on the low

Yeah yo shorty get her back blown

Really wiped his nose he had a cold

Pull up with the mother fuckin' scope

Got that mother fuckin' stain I'm like yeah

Only like me for my chain I'm like yeah

Try to reach and I'ma shoot and I'm like yeah

Bitch I'm the living proof I'm like yeah

Finna hit him in his shit don't need no aim assist

Got a shotty so you know there ain't no aiming it

Cap, he just don't know how to act can't put the blame in him

I'm with O.T.B yeah you know we put the flame in it

Ridin' with the boys and you know there ain't no changing us

Shawty really snitching so you know that I'ma spray his bitch

Flexing on that insta so you know I took his chain and shit

Got 'em acting stupid choppa split his fucking brain and shit

I'm like woah, bout to hit her friend on the low

Coupe too fast I lost control

Money stacked up don't like to fold

Sold a lot of pills on the road

All you niggas lame as shit

Aim it with no aim assist

Shawty really snitching huh

Fuck it bro let's spray his bitch

Fuck her with my chain on

Bitch you like the 'stang huh

Aim it with a red dot

Turn that boy to Rudolph

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I'm sipping on that red god damn it I'ma leaner

Ralph Lauren on my jacket cost a beamer

I'ma walk up in the party with my steamer

Shawty love me to death so she not breathing

I'm like woah, sell a lot of xans on the low

Yeah yo shorty get her back blown

Really wiped his nose he had a cold

Pull up with the mother fuckin' scope