KUNKO - B.S Lyrics

Yo, blow that f*cking smoke out your mouth
B.S
Aye, Skunko
You know what's up

On my skunk shit
$ money signs
Money on my mind
I'm smokin' all the time

F*ck Drake, make it rain
On my grave I am the heat
Lucifer got nothing on me
Rippin' devil's lettuce

I'm wreaking of weed
I got it on me
You can smell it off me
See that little pussy boy Jayden
Run and tucked in the bushes
Already knew
I could've smoked him
Like some good shit

We from a little city
I know there ain't no don't hood shit
Just don't make me come back on my bullshit
I run up, runnin' up

I'm a stallion
Rappin' laps, bolt tracks
Give me a gold medallion
My phone's crap, headphones
And that still you better know
I'ma make it on the map, aye
Yo, woah, bro
My bitch, my just need
An
Inspection gadgets
Like go-go
Extendo, throw
Extendo, blow

Suckin' like shop vac
She go, go, go, go
Lil' psycho
No Michael

I'm men and I'm nice though
Ain't a chance, no dice roll
Fight and you'll let's go
Take a knife to a gun show

Slice like shredded, no Swiss holes
Opps chalked on the pavement
I can be so dangerous
Like there's blood everywhere still

Shiny lookin' stainless
And ouu, yeah, he's brainless
Stupid dumb as you can get
Get A tic-tac for your breath

All that's comin' out your mouth is bullshit
Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit