KBFR - Squabble lyrics

You wanna be my shorty baby
Is you tough enough
I left the crib now she mad
Cus we ain't fuck enough
When I'm in the party hit my
Squabble and they follow up
I do my dance and I hold my henny bottle up

You wanna be my shorty baby
Is you tough enough
I left the crib now she mad
Cus we ain't fuck enough
When I'm in the party hit my
Squabble and they follow up
I do my dance and I hold my henny bottle up

I do my dance and I hit my lil diddy bop
I'm For Real and I got my whole city locked
If a nigga run up best
Believe I'm letting 50 shots
Bitches coming thru I'm charging


Niggas like 50 hots

She wit da gang so she might
As well be gang huh
She like the way I'm swerving
When I'm switching lanes huh
Backshots Brodie get her face
Ain't a thang huh
She like the way I talk she
Liking all the slang huh

Balmains and they complement my Rafs now
I can walk up in the mall and blow a bag now
I can take off all the
Clothes from my tags now
Bitches from my high school for me
They shake they ass now

I never ever thought my life
Would ever come to this
Bunch of city niggas wit me
And they drumming shit
4 score I pour 4 more how I'm running shit
And it's some money in that bag
So don't you fumble it

I'm in the room I see some
Real niggas and bad bitches
Fake love we gon leave it for the sad bitches
Hella woods couple pints of
Tech we some savages
I feel like 21 cus I
Don't fuck wit bad business

Shout out all my real niggas from the P yo
I got her patra so I call her Cleo
I be da Libra my lady's a Leo
If you Pillow talking then you breaking the G Code
(damn!)

You wanna be my shorty baby
Is you tough enough
I left the crib now she mad
Cus we ain't fuck enough
When I'm in the party hit my
Squabble and they follow up
I do my dance and I hold my henny bottle up

You wanna be my shorty baby
Is you tough enough
I left the crib now she mad
Cus we ain't fuck enough
When I'm in the party hit my
Squabble and they follow up
I do my dance and I hold my henny bottle up

I got the recipe to the rest of me
Shorty in my crib pushing up
And she caressing me
Just show me ya love so I
Know you ain't finessing me
Cute lil shorty from LA her name was destiny

I'm just a Philly nigga out in Hollywood
Smoking on runtz couple woods
Music sounding good
She walking up and down the
Strip like a model would
Pouring all her feelings out to
Me like a bottle would

She tryna look over and look
At what the homie do
The cuban links up on my wrist
Show what the rollie do
You hanging with the same niggas
That done told on you
If it was up to me I show
Them niggas what that fourty do

I got bout 10 bad bitches in the studio
And we added one more I'm in
This bitch like I'm Julio
I knock it out the park promise you truly tho
Middle of the coupe getting head
From a groovy hoe

I feel like mike Vick I step out and scramble
I beat her back in it
Started from a twitter handle
She walk up in my crib said it smell good
Had inscents in the wall told that
Bitch it was a candle

She really feel a nigga cause
I keep her wit me
But I keep it 100 nigga
I ain't being friendly
If they tryna find me tell
Them come and get me
I'm in the wind spinning in
A bin that's Bentley

You wanna be my shorty baby
Is you tough enough
I left the crib now she mad
Cus we ain't fuck enough
When I'm in the party hit my
Squabble and they follow up
I do my dance and I hold my henny bottle up

You wanna be my shorty baby
Is you tough enough
I left the crib now she mad
Cus we ain't fuck enough
When I'm in the party hit my
Squabble and they follow up
I do my dance and I hold my henny bottle up