K Suave - Debate lyrics
[K Suave - Debate lyrics]
T8ko who the fuck said that?
Why a billion on me? Pull up in a SRT
Sit back, 'cause it's in full speed
Swervin', bitch, I'm off Codeine
She off a pill, she might OD
Smokin' that strong, that Mr t
Bitch, I'm out the way, what can't you see?
Hit it one more 'gain and I think
That bitch fell in love
Bitch, I ain't goin' out bad
I'm convinced she dumb
I text her back like, "Girl
I thought we was just havin' fun"
Ayy, big ass house, I know that she want one
On the runway, got the drip
And they want some, ayy
Smokin' so much gas in the joint
Fuck up my lungs that bitch had no ass
So I had to get her one
Hit it from the back, hit it from the back
Off Adderall, I can't relax
Run up the bag, fill it in my calf
Turn to a beast when I get mad
Don't try to run, these bullets fast
Rockin' Dior with Gucci
She said I don't know how to match
Baby, I'm the shit, so, I
Ain't worried 'bout that, ayy
No need for a haircut 'cause she
Still gave me the neck
Left her at the spot, she texted me, like
"Where you at?" i'm in the office
I just had to go pick up my check
They talkin' 'bout the sauce that I
Can't drop and this and that
I'm on fire I jump off
The top like Jeff Hardy
Bitch, I'm off the drugs like Marley
White bitch, call her "iCarly"
This ain't no apartment, bitch
This a penthouse
Why a billion on me? Pull up in a SRT
Sit back, 'cause it's in full speed
Swervin', bitch, I'm off Codeine
She off a pill, she might OD
Smokin' that strong, that Mr t
Bitch, I'm out the way, what can't you see?
Hittin' one more gear and I think
That bitch fell in love
Bitch, I ain't goin' out bad
I'm convinced she dumb
I text her back like, "Girl
I thought we was just havin' fun"
Who the fuck said that?
Why a billion on me? Pull up in a SRT
Sit back, 'cause it's in full speed
Swervin', bitch, I'm off Codeine
She off a pill, she might OD
Smokin' that strong, that Mr t
Bitch, I'm out the way, what can't you see?
Hit it one more 'gain and I think
That bitch fell in love
Bitch, I ain't goin' out bad
I'm convinced she dumb
I text her back like, "Girl
I thought we was just havin' fun"
Ayy, big ass house, I know that she want one
On the runway, got the drip
And they want some, ayy
Smokin' so much gas in the joint
Fuck up my lungs that bitch had no ass
So I had to get her one
Hit it from the back, hit it from the back
Off Adderall, I can't relax
Run up the bag, fill it in my calf
Turn to a beast when I get mad
Don't try to run, these bullets fast
Rockin' Dior with Gucci
She said I don't know how to match
Baby, I'm the shit, so, I
Ain't worried 'bout that, ayy
No need for a haircut 'cause she
Still gave me the neck
Left her at the spot, she texted me, like
"Where you at?" i'm in the office
I just had to go pick up my check
They talkin' 'bout the sauce that I
Can't drop and this and that
I'm on fire I jump off
The top like Jeff Hardy
Bitch, I'm off the drugs like Marley
White bitch, call her "iCarly"
This ain't no apartment, bitch
This a penthouse
Why a billion on me? Pull up in a SRT
Sit back, 'cause it's in full speed
Swervin', bitch, I'm off Codeine
She off a pill, she might OD
Smokin' that strong, that Mr t
Bitch, I'm out the way, what can't you see?
Hittin' one more gear and I think
That bitch fell in love
Bitch, I ain't goin' out bad
I'm convinced she dumb
I text her back like, "Girl
I thought we was just havin' fun"
Who the fuck said that?