Testo Kant rëlax - Yeat
Testo della canzone Kant rëlax (Yeat), tratta dall'album Hip Hop Moshpit by STOKED - Rage Mix
(Yeah, yeah-uh)
(Yeah, yeah, yuh)
(Yeah, yeah, yuh)
(I pulled up inside of the Tonka, this bitch not a Chevy)
I pulled up inside of the Lamb', this bitch got machetes (shh, yeah)
No, I ain't fuckin' your friend, but I did it already (phew, ack)
I ain't fuckin' with none of these pussies
These pussies not ready (no way)
Yeah, just got off the phone with Uzi
He told me it's ready (my twizz)
Yeah, chopping the top off the car, man, it chop like spaghetti (skrr)
Yeah, every time I'm in the pussy
That bitch like the wettest (no cap)
Bitch, I just be on these drugs, I feel like I'm dead (I'm dead)
Ran it up, I touched an M, I told them I'm ready (buh, buh, buh)
Bitch, I went touched me an M, so how can I lose? (Ha, how?)
Nah, I ain't rockin' with flukes
Yeah, don't rock with no crews (Luh crew)
Get the hell up out your seat
And jump out the juice (Luh drank, Luh drank)
Bitch, I ain't pickin' no side, no, I don't ever lose (no choosing)
Ha, sideways off this dranky (phew)
Riding in the whip, I told my mama that I'm cranky (woo)
Took another perky, bitch, I'm cranky like I'm janky (woo, luh jank)
Woke up on the Lamb'
I took a crushed up Perc', a kranky (yeah, a crank)
I don't be sniffin' shit, but
I'm gon' always keep the hanky (yeah, a hank)
Walk inside the building, put my pinky ring on tankie (yeah, a tank)
I'm flashin' all my jewelry
You fuckin' on some skankies (yeah, a skank)
I got yo lil' mama wanna text me, said "Come spank me" (yeah, ha)
I pulled up, bust a nut, and then she thank me (yeah-uh, ha)
Matter of fact, she ain't been sippin' on nut
She just been drankin' me (yeah-uh, ha)
Y'all boys really be pussy
Cap on cap like gun got a blank in it (oou-ouu, ouu-hoo)
Used to be shipping the Za'
I'ma send this shit out like wrapping a blankety (yeah, hoo)
Told you to leave me 'lone (woo)
Why you call my phone?
I'm home alone, don't, I'm in my zone (zone, woo)
Making all these hits, I made a GRAMMY on my own (woo)
Calling up my mama, told her we made it, fuck these phonies (woo)
(Yeah, yeah-uh)
(Yeah, yeah, yuh)
(Yeah, yeah, yuh)
(I pulled up inside of the Tonka, this bitch not a Chevy)
I pulled up inside of the Lamb', this bitch got machetes (shh, yeah)
No, I ain't fuckin' your friend, but I did it already (phew, ack)
I ain't fuckin' with none of these pussies
These pussies not ready (no way)
Yeah, just got off the phone with Uzi he told me it's ready (my twizz)
Yeah, chopping the top off the car, man, it chop like spaghetti (skrr)
Yeah, every time I'm in the pussy
That bitch like the wettest (no cap)
Bitch, I just be on these drugs, I feel like I'm dead (I'm dead)
Ran it up, I touched an M
I told them I'm ready (yeah, bitch I'm up on it)
(Yeah)
(Yeah, ha)
(Luh drank, luh drank)
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Writer(s): Yeat, Divjot Abhol
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