makeherwalk - lil kashin mane lyrics
[intro]
kitchen, wop, he in the kitchen
wopmann in the kitchen
[chorus]
wopmann got b*tches
he got so many b*tches, bruh, i swear this sh*t sickening
wopmann got b*tches
he got the b*tches in the kitchen, and they f*cking fit the sniffing
wopmann got h*lla b*tches, h*lla b*tches, and they in the f*cking kitchen
wopmann got h*lla b*tches, and it’s sickening
’cause the b*tches in the kitchen
[verse]
the b*tch want to play with her nose
she got the game f*cked up, i might just have to lеt her go
wopmann, he gon’ let hеr know that i don’t need the b*tch
the only thing i want her for is her ten toes
wopmann gon’ make the b*tch walk
wopmann gon’ slap the b*tch if the b*tch trying to f*cking talk
wopmann outline the b*tch in tar
k!ll a b*tch if she don’t got the money on top of the f*cking block
on top of places where she f*cking walk
young wopmann, crucify the b*tch, put her on the cross
young wopmann so proper posh
i’m like johnny appleseed how i gave the ugly b*tch a chop
young wopmann after all, young wopmann off the wall
told the ho’ to suck my b*lls, young wopmann like aquafina
’cause i’m wet, and the b*tch gon’ always need me
and the b*tch gon’ always need me
but it better be strategic, ’cause i ain’t gon’ f*cking get ya
you get caught, i can’t f*cking get ya
that’s your own problem, b*tch, that’s your own issue
they ask who you hoeing for, b*tch, not me
unless you want to be hooked up to an iv
kashin’ kev, the b*tch never seen my id
so there ain’t no way in h*ll she can id me
young kashin mane, i got the icy e
got the little b*tch, she run up, then she get i*c*e
uh, kashin kevin, he swagging and he freeze
got the b*tch, i put the ho’ all up on her knees
she f*ck to check the chippings, the money to me
and the n*gga to be mad if you do such thing
he don’t even know that the b*tch is a sl*t
she walks down the street, she brings me the bucks
i do not give a f*ck, not one f*ck to give
i only have one life just to motherf*cking live it
next realm swag, this the world i’m ascending
y’all n*ggas out here talking, but your b*tch credit card chipping
crack head b*tch, huh, she bought the crack for the bros
y’all n*ggas is talking, hmm, man, y’all slowpokes
finna run up on that n*gga, he shot with romo
big ass nine on my hip, i slide off real fast
y’all n*ggas is b*tches, and y’all g*y, y’all left up in the past
b*tch, you was in class while i was in the field robbing asses
y’all ain’t ever tote that b*tch, i’ma do the dash
n*gga, i’ma slide out fast, and get it out the bag, yeah
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