Desire (Rapper), Kankan - No Rules lyrics
[Desire Rapper, Kankan - No Rules lyrics]
(What do you desire? Bitch, haha)
Huh, uh uh, thousand dollar fuckin' cup, uh
Thousand dollar fuckin' cup, uh
Bitch you know I'm finna-, yeah
Know I'm way too up, uh
All these drugs got me stuck
Yeah, this a thousand dollar cup, huh
Lil' bitch, she know I'm too up
And I just spilled my drank
Had to go get a new cup, yeah
Uh, Wick just put miles on the drank
Nigga, it's up then it's stuck
Heard he got hit in his face
Guess he was all out of luck, yeah
We was in the spot with Glocks
Had to move 'round, block too hot
I made a whole hunnid' in one day
Lil' nigga, no lie, they love to copy
Like why? Run that money to the-, yeah
Run that money to the sky, huh, yeah, yeah
You know how shit go, just got a new seal
Yeah, shots to his face, lil' nigga
Okay, hе wasn't keepin' it real, yeah
High than a bitch in a Maybach Truck
Bitch keep askin' "what's up with my cup?"
You know how we bleed
556 bullеts goin' through trees
I ship the pack off Monday
That bitch gon' land 'bout Tuesday
Back in LA 'bout Friday
They said "she do what I say", yeah
Tryna leave that drank alone, yeah
Tryna leave them percs alone, yeah
His bitch can't leave me alone roxy alone
I send that lil' bitch home
We get ya' lil' nigga gone
Oxycotin on my tongue
With lil' Kobe in a E Class ridin' three deep
Pussy nigga on the 'net talkin'
We'll make them choppa bullets 3D
(Bitch, haha) many niggas wanna be me
Watch I pull up in a fuckin' Hemi'
Sippin' on this fuckin' drank
Brought me back off roxy got me lookin' silly
I'm with them rich niggas, high life
Lot of niggas tryna live our life
Pull up in a AMG '63, yeah
His bitch say we do it right
Hope the mud gon' get me through the night
Sippin' Codeine 'til the end of life
Shout-out Kan, that's my fuckin' mud brother
Yeah, them drugs got him livin' right
Bitch, I love to get high in the night
Got them hollows flyin' through ya' site
Realest nigga that you ever had
But she still say I'm not her type
Racks, put that in the shoes girl you lose
With them demons, they be carryin' tools
Play it with no rules
Got the foreign bitches in the pool
Off the oxy yeah, I'm probably rude
Nigga that you knew
With the gang pourin' up some Tris
Nigga, check my piss vVS diamonds finna hit
Bitch, only twenty-two
My lil' nigga Daroo, love the sticks
I got in my bag
Know I'm talkin' my lil' shit bitch three
Bitch me stuntin' in the presidential whip
Yeah, the one with the leather seats
I turn eighteen then I sign my lease
And you know my come with a piece
Fully automatic nigga, that's my piece
(Bitch, haha)
Huh, uh uh, thousand dollar fuckin' cup, uh
Thousand dollar fuckin' cup, uh
Bitch you know I'm finna-, yeah
Know I'm way too up, uh
All these drugs got me stuck
Yeah, this a thousand dollar cup, huh
Lil' bitch, she know I'm too up
And I just spilled my drank
Had to go get a new cup, yeah
Uh, Wick just put miles on the drank
Nigga, it's up then it's stuck
Heard he got hit in his face
Guess he was all out of luck, yeah
We was in the spot with Glocks
Had to move 'round, block too hot
I made a whole hunnid' in one day
Lil' nigga, no lie, they love to copy
Like why? Run that money to the-, yeah
Run that money to the sky, huh, yeah, yeah
You know how shit go, just got a new seal
Yeah, shots to his face, lil' nigga
Okay, hе wasn't keepin' it real, yeah
High than a bitch in a Maybach Truck
Bitch keep askin' "what's up with my cup?"
You know how we bleed
556 bullеts goin' through trees
I ship the pack off Monday
That bitch gon' land 'bout Tuesday
Back in LA 'bout Friday
They said "she do what I say", yeah
Tryna leave that drank alone, yeah
Tryna leave them percs alone, yeah
His bitch can't leave me alone roxy alone
I send that lil' bitch home
We get ya' lil' nigga gone
Oxycotin on my tongue
With lil' Kobe in a E Class ridin' three deep
Pussy nigga on the 'net talkin'
We'll make them choppa bullets 3D
(Bitch, haha) many niggas wanna be me
Watch I pull up in a fuckin' Hemi'
Sippin' on this fuckin' drank
Brought me back off roxy got me lookin' silly
I'm with them rich niggas, high life
Lot of niggas tryna live our life
Pull up in a AMG '63, yeah
His bitch say we do it right
Hope the mud gon' get me through the night
Sippin' Codeine 'til the end of life
Shout-out Kan, that's my fuckin' mud brother
Yeah, them drugs got him livin' right
Bitch, I love to get high in the night
Got them hollows flyin' through ya' site
Realest nigga that you ever had
But she still say I'm not her type
Racks, put that in the shoes girl you lose
With them demons, they be carryin' tools
Play it with no rules
Got the foreign bitches in the pool
Off the oxy yeah, I'm probably rude
Nigga that you knew
With the gang pourin' up some Tris
Nigga, check my piss vVS diamonds finna hit
Bitch, only twenty-two
My lil' nigga Daroo, love the sticks
I got in my bag
Know I'm talkin' my lil' shit bitch three
Bitch me stuntin' in the presidential whip
Yeah, the one with the leather seats
I turn eighteen then I sign my lease
And you know my come with a piece
Fully automatic nigga, that's my piece
(Bitch, haha)