KA$HDAMI - Suit & Tie! lyrics
Kashdami [David Wallace III] King George County, Virginia/Las Vegas, Nevada, U.S. 🇺🇸
[KA$HDAMI - Suit & Tie! lyrics]
(Dylvinci got the code)
Fah, fah, gang, fah, fah
Why these niggas be talkin' a lot?
Hold on, hm, draw down, hit yo' top
Got a four in my cup, lil' nigga, just copped (Plug!)
I got too damn high then forgot what I bought
Cho-Choppa cook him, Tater Tot
Nigga ain't fit in, took him right out the plot
New day, new check, it's 12 on the clock
I hit a J, I'm gettin' too fried
I'm steady makin' hits, I don’t even try
Business attire, got suit and a tie
I get fried, don't get tired, I still got drive
They said I wouldn't do it, nigga, I did it
Bro-Bronem tossed me a lil' bag and I flip it
Boy, you ridin' in a cab, I ride black truck
You either not with the swag, or you with it
These niggas don't ever wan' talk about no money, I'm getting a bunch
I'm fuckin' these bad bitchеs by the bunch
Freak ho, eat up thе dick for lunch
This gas that I smoke, it smell like skunk
When I leave, got the black truck posted out front
Niggas actin' extra extra, we'll put you on the news
I get hoes by the bunch, don't gotta choose (Plug!)
Thought he knew my game, he ain't have a clue
Re-Red flag on me, but, no, I’m not Ru’
He-Head tap, homie, get hit with that tool
Ba-Bad bitch wet, Dasani, pool
I remember them days gettin' kicked out the school
Now I'm too up, I could buy the whole school
Freak ho shakin' ass, mule
Flew her out, she off the tabs too, (Yuh, yuh)
Why these niggas be talkin' a lot?
Hold on, hm, draw down, hit yo' top
Got a four in my cup, lil' nigga, just copped
I got too damn high then forgot what I bought
Cho-Choppa cook him, Tater Tot
Nigga ain't fit in, took him right out the plot
New day, new check, it's 12 on the clock
I hit a J, I'm gettin' too fried
I'm steady makin' hits, I don’t even try
Business attire, got suit and a tie
I get fried, don't get tired, I still got drive
They said I wouldn't do it, nigga, I did it
Bro-Bronem tossed me a lil' bag and I flip it
Boy, you ridin' in a cab, I ride black truck
You either not with the swag, or you with it
(On God, on God, on God)
(Fah, fah)
(Gang, gang, gang)
(Grrah, pah, pah) (Plug!)
Fah, fah, gang, fah, fah
Why these niggas be talkin' a lot?
Hold on, hm, draw down, hit yo' top
Got a four in my cup, lil' nigga, just copped (Plug!)
I got too damn high then forgot what I bought
Cho-Choppa cook him, Tater Tot
Nigga ain't fit in, took him right out the plot
New day, new check, it's 12 on the clock
I hit a J, I'm gettin' too fried
I'm steady makin' hits, I don’t even try
Business attire, got suit and a tie
I get fried, don't get tired, I still got drive
They said I wouldn't do it, nigga, I did it
Bro-Bronem tossed me a lil' bag and I flip it
Boy, you ridin' in a cab, I ride black truck
You either not with the swag, or you with it
These niggas don't ever wan' talk about no money, I'm getting a bunch
I'm fuckin' these bad bitchеs by the bunch
Freak ho, eat up thе dick for lunch
This gas that I smoke, it smell like skunk
When I leave, got the black truck posted out front
Niggas actin' extra extra, we'll put you on the news
I get hoes by the bunch, don't gotta choose (Plug!)
Thought he knew my game, he ain't have a clue
Re-Red flag on me, but, no, I’m not Ru’
He-Head tap, homie, get hit with that tool
Ba-Bad bitch wet, Dasani, pool
I remember them days gettin' kicked out the school
Now I'm too up, I could buy the whole school
Freak ho shakin' ass, mule
Flew her out, she off the tabs too, (Yuh, yuh)
Why these niggas be talkin' a lot?
Hold on, hm, draw down, hit yo' top
Got a four in my cup, lil' nigga, just copped
I got too damn high then forgot what I bought
Cho-Choppa cook him, Tater Tot
Nigga ain't fit in, took him right out the plot
New day, new check, it's 12 on the clock
I hit a J, I'm gettin' too fried
I'm steady makin' hits, I don’t even try
Business attire, got suit and a tie
I get fried, don't get tired, I still got drive
They said I wouldn't do it, nigga, I did it
Bro-Bronem tossed me a lil' bag and I flip it
Boy, you ridin' in a cab, I ride black truck
You either not with the swag, or you with it
(On God, on God, on God)
(Fah, fah)
(Gang, gang, gang)
(Grrah, pah, pah) (Plug!)
