KaeKasino - THIS A RANT Lyrics

Okay den, come on
Yeah, aye bitch, huh yeah aye, huh
Heart got broke nigga rolled up a wood, nigga, I ain't even feel no better
Heart got broke nigga rolled up wood nigga, huh
Aye, heart got broke nigga rolled up a wood, nigga, I ain't even feel no better
Talm 'bout beef, nigga shit get cooked make a nigga back feel that stretcher
Gettin' these hoes, nigga I'm so good, catchin' bitches I don't feel like catchin
Flip shit quick, I'm too impressive
The way I'm feeling, we shootin at necks n' shit, come get it
Knock shit clean up out the park like Brickleberry
Gas I'm smokin' you'll think I farted right before I lit this shit
Throw them bombs, shit get dumb like Tom and Jerry
And I ain't never ever caught a feelings for a little bitty bitch who ain't had no fetty
You ain't got no bread, you ain't got no cred, beat that bitch back, done broke her legs down
Addicted to me, she must like how I seem, cause the bitch so fanned out
Roll up the weed, when I get to my lungs, know them bitches so damn proud
Cock back blick, cut on that switch, this shit ain't fair now
Made that bih do runnin' man how he hit that dance, WOW
Tried that shit nigga and you went fed, so what's your plan now
Nigga I'm out that bed, if it's 'bout that bread and say it real loud
Slid in this bih with Jay the ground gon' shake, watch when he peel out
Heart got broke nigga rolled up a wood, nigga, I ain't even feel no better
Talm 'bout beef, nigga shit get cooked make a nigga back feel that stretcher
Gettin' these hoes, nigga I'm so good, catchin' bitches I don't feel like catchin
Flip shit quick, I'm too impressive
The way I'm feeling, we shootin at necks n' shit, come get it
They peep we ballin, nigga, say I got next, but they can't get in
And I won't stall, bitch off rip I want sex, and I'm not kidding
Think shit sweet tryna hop my shoes, you can't squeeze in these, can't fit in
And I want all, I ain't never said f*ck the rest, nigga, ain't no split it
Yappin' them jaws, you don't speak on no check, nigga shut them shits it's finished
Ball on shit like Magic Johnson, nigga I ain't talkin' no scrimmage
I was this tall, nigga, runnin' through halls, nigga crackin' on shit so little
Give a f*ck bout a damn week, to a month, to a year, to a few more, we gon' get em
Bitch, say what the word there is, you call me, one ring, I'm gon' pick up
Bust 50 up out that glock with a switch on the back, it ain't jam, no hiccup
Word 'round the town that they blowin' shit down, but they missed when they shot at me nigga
That kitchen is where I cook shit down, from there, them plates delivered
Heart got broke nigga rolled up a wood, nigga, I ain't even feel no better
Talm 'bout beef, nigga shit get cooked make a nigga back feel that stretcher
Gettin' these hoes, nigga I'm so good, catchin' bitches I don't feel like catchin
Flip shit quick, I'm too impressive
The way I'm feeling, we shootin at necks n' shit, come get it