Testo KIT-KAT! - KA$HDAMI
Testo della canzone KIT-KAT! (KA$HDAMI), tratta dall'album 18
Grrt (gang), grrt (gang), grrt
Man, I'm not with that chit chat
He tried to spin, he got split like a Kit-Kat
Peeped he was reaching I don't know why he did that
7.62s hit him, now he in the past
I'm going up, lil' nigga, check the fucking graphs
I be walking outside, and these niggas want autographs
I thought you was hard, why you talking to dispatch?
My mans robbed you, nigga, come get your shit back
If you ain't making money you can't come around
Put the switch on the Glock, it's my favorite sound
You ain't fuck with me then, but you fuck with me now
Damn, KA$HDAMI, I'm renowned
Damn, these niggas copy the style (yeah)
I took your bitch, I know that you in denial
The trap been looking like a Walmart aisle
Can't compete with me, better throw in the towel
Man, I'm not with that chit chat
He tried to spin, he got split like a Kit-Kat
Peeped he was reaching I don't know why he did that
7.62s hit him, now he in the past
I'm going up, lil' nigga, check the fucking graphs
I be walking outside, and these niggas want autographs
I thought you was hard, why you talking to dispatch?
My mans robbed you, nigga, come get your shit back
If you ain't making money you can't come around
Put the switch on the Glock, it's my favorite sound
You ain't fuck with me then, but you fuck with me now
Damn, KA$HDAMI, I'm renowned
Damn, these niggas copy the style (yeah)
I took your bitch, I know that you in denial
The trap been looking like a Walmart aisle
Can't compete with me, better throw in the towel
I'm in L.A. and I'm smoking on tropics
Can't compete with me, better stop it
You could really die about some comments
Nigga, I'm not with the nonsense
Everybody 'round me on some boss shit
Light drip today, I'm being modest
Everyday I'm getting higher like a octave
Man, I'm not with that chit chat
He tried to spin, he got split like a Kit-Kat
Peeped he was reaching I don't know why he did that
7.62s hit him, now he in the past
I'm going up, lil' nigga, check the fucking graphs
I be walking outside, and these niggas want autographs
I thought you was hard, why you talking to dispatch?
My mans robbed you, nigga, come get your shit back
If you ain't making money you can't come around
Put the switch on the Glock, it's my favorite sound
You ain't fuck with me then, but you fuck with me now
Damn, KA$HDAMI, I'm renowned
Damn, these niggas copy the style (yeah)
I took your bitch, I know that you in denial
The trap been looking like a Walmart aisle
Can't compete with me, better throw in the towel
Man, I'm not with that chit chat
He tried to spin, he got split like a Kit-Kat
Peeped he was reaching, I don't know why he did that
7.62s hit him, now he in the past
I'm going up, lil' nigga, check the fucking graphs
I be walking outside, and these niggas want autographs
I thought you was hard, why you talking to dispatch?
My mans robbed you, nigga, come get your shit back
If you ain't making money you can't come around
Put the switch on the Glock, it's my favorite sound
You ain't fuck with me then, but you fuck with me now
Damn, KA$HDAMI, I'm renowned
Damn, these niggas copy the style (yeah)
I took your bitch, I know that you in denial
The trap been looking like a Walmart aisle
Can't compete with me, better throw in the towel
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Writer(s): David Wallace, Nicholas Mira, Michael Romito
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