Duwap Kaine - Leg & Arm lyrics
[Duwap Kaine - Leg & Arm lyrics]
2021, I'm finna buy a brand new gun (2021)
When I turn 21, buy me another gun
(Another gun) why this bitch trippin?
Do you wanna hit the blunt? (Uh, uh)
I got a fortune, that bitch escortin'
Play with us right now, nigga
Then you can get extorted
I don't care about your mornin'
I want my potion (I want my potion)
Bad bitch said she want a baby
But I want an abortion pradas and Jordans
Designer shoes I'm for it
Animal, I call it an orphan
Shoes costing your mortgage
Why your iPhone got no storage?
(iPhone got no storage) riding in a foreign
And his girlfriend kinda boring
Running like I got try me, that's a warning
(Try me that's a warning)
For it, my designer Ralph Lauren
She love me, that's a story
She love me, nice story
Take a nigga out his glory
Let's have a methozine parade
Going up by elevate copy swag, they recreate
Pockets need to lose weight
Don't try us we retaliate
Retaliate less than 8 days
Hit the plus like checkmate
How the fuck could you hate on me
You're supposed to be my teammate
Can't work a 9-to-5, no nameplate
I pop no pills
But you best believe that I'm medicated
For my life, I appreciate it
Don't watch old, it's outdated
The weed, I'm finna cremate it
Ya'll niggas fake, ya'll animated
This ain't no Mike WiLL's Made-It
This the new generation
Trap house, that's my location
She good, she don't need vibrations
Nah, she really don't need that vibrator
(Nah) big ass dick, cost a leg and a arm
Drum on the Glock, and I swear it's a chum
My bitch she thick, cost a leg and a arm