Err, I hate Kevin
Yeah, so soft
50-50, I can get her sticky on film
Big Presh, got a different set of standard
Wok in my cup, tellin' stories in a mansion
She tell me that she play my shit that's audio love
I ain't beefin' with niggas, they got battles in the closet
Tell you how to get it tell em' hit direct deposit
I'll tell you what these bitches did, they turned me to a monster
Whenever I pull up, then you know to play the anthem
I might throw a band, but I'll never throw a tantrum
She might throw a fit, but she'll never touch the fashion
She hop in the whip, I drive fast, it's a hazard
Err, I hate Kevin
He been talkin' shit, we don't see him he like Casper
Spin a block, spin it one more time, then we blast him
Fat money, bitch, fast
What was that girl number? I ain't even get to ask
How the hell I catch you in your shit while on the highway
It's some different shit when you got some to build with to climb with
Hands never bias, you better keep your nine with you
If your ego bigger than your brain, then it's gon' die with you
Yeah, so soft
50-50, I can get a sticky on film
Big Presh got a different set of standard
Wok in my cup, tellin' stories in a mansion
Don't know how I got here, all I know is it was planned
Got the gang around, 2DA look like a clan
Pull up, now today she wanna be a dancer
Pull up, now she cannot keep her pants up
Whenever I pull up, then you know to play the anthem
I might throw a band, but I'll never throw a tantrum
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Err, I hate Kevin
Yeah, so soft
50-50, I can get her sticky on film
Big Presh, got a different set of standard
Wok in my cup, tellin' stories in a mansion
She tell me that she play my shit that's audio love
I ain't beefin' with niggas, they got battles in the closet
Tell you how to get it tell em' hit direct deposit
I'll tell you what these bitches did, they turned me to a monster
Whenever I pull up, then you know to play the anthem
I might throw a band, but I'll never throw a tantrum
She might throw a fit, but she'll never touch the fashion
She hop in the whip, I drive fast, it's a hazard
Err, I hate Kevin
He been talkin' shit, we don't see him he like Casper
Spin a block, spin it one more time, then we blast him
Fat money, bitch, fast
What was that girl number? I ain't even get to ask
How the hell I catch you in your shit while on the highway
It's some different shit when you got some to build with to climb with
Hands never bias, you better keep your nine with you
If your ego bigger than your brain, then it's gon' die with you
Yeah, so soft
50-50, I can get a sticky on film
Big Presh got a different set of standard
Wok in my cup, tellin' stories in a mansion
Don't know how I got here, all I know is it was planned
Got the gang around, 2DA look like a clan
Pull up, now today she wanna be a dancer
Pull up, now she cannot keep her pants up
Whenever I pull up, then you know to play the anthem
I might throw a band, but I'll never throw a tantrum
Yeah, so soft
50-50, I can get her sticky on film
Big Presh, got a different set of standard
Wok in my cup, tellin' stories in a mansion
She tell me that she play my shit that's audio love
I ain't beefin' with niggas, they got battles in the closet
Tell you how to get it tell em' hit direct deposit
I'll tell you what these bitches did, they turned me to a monster
Whenever I pull up, then you know to play the anthem
I might throw a band, but I'll never throw a tantrum
She might throw a fit, but she'll never touch the fashion
She hop in the whip, I drive fast, it's a hazard
Err, I hate Kevin
He been talkin' shit, we don't see him he like Casper
Spin a block, spin it one more time, then we blast him
Fat money, bitch, fast
What was that girl number? I ain't even get to ask
How the hell I catch you in your shit while on the highway
It's some different shit when you got some to build with to climb with
Hands never bias, you better keep your nine with you
If your ego bigger than your brain, then it's gon' die with you
Yeah, so soft
50-50, I can get a sticky on film
Big Presh got a different set of standard
Wok in my cup, tellin' stories in a mansion
Don't know how I got here, all I know is it was planned
Got the gang around, 2DA look like a clan
Pull up, now today she wanna be a dancer
Pull up, now she cannot keep her pants up
Whenever I pull up, then you know to play the anthem
I might throw a band, but I'll never throw a tantrum
Writer: Elijah Davis, Kevyn Bullock
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid