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(465) 599-6753 - bby kodie lyrics

intro:
yeah, hah, guess what
yeah, yeah, yeah
get at me
this for the hating ass hoe in the back (guess what)
455996753 b*tch!

verse 1:
i’m on the top n*gga
still counting up knots n*gga
still on the f*cking watch n*gga
counting hundreds n*gga
never plot n*gga
s*still counting up bankrolls
swervin’ off i10, tryna dodge all these stank hoes
b*tch hand me my phone so i can see when the bank close, duh!

verse 2:
if i feel good
i might d*o tomorrow, then d*o the next day, then d*o the third
b*tch i’m in a topless coupe with some titties not tryna swerve
this b*tch is a bird, i’m talkin’ like tree
b*tch all in my ear, i’m talkin’ like beep
i’m tryna get in the titties talkin’ d, double d, b, i mean that c*
i mean let me see
sh*t tryna treat
b*tch you not mad
b*tch i’m tryna beat
b*tch i need some top n*gga like a shelf
i don’t need no ass, b*tch not no seat
b*tch i’ma pass, even though i cheat
i*i’m in the lab cookin’ up that heat
b*tch i’m in my bag, n*gga talkin’ yeast
i’m talkin bread, n*gga like that wheat
her mouth on my d*ck, ain’t talkin’ t**th
they really want smoke, ain’t talkin’ keef
hand on my glock, ain’t talkin’ peace
but i got my hand on my piece, kapeesh
(beat change)

verse 3:
(yeah, thank god i’m rich)
yeah
thank god i’m rich
i just bought a brand new six
i just spent a band on these ricks
i just made a million i might quit
i just f*cked this murakami b*tch
all different colors type b*tch
and my wrist growing all typa skits
and my chain doing all typa hits
and that’s range throwin’ all typa fits
i jus* i jus* i just f*cked this murakami b*tch
all different colors type b*tch
and my wrist growing all typa skits
and my chain doing all typa hits
and that’s range throwin’ all typa fits

- bby kodie lyrics

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