Key Glock - Shun Kemp lyrics

I got it on me right now in the booth

Yeah I got my bands stuffed
It's hard to pull my pants up
These bitches say I'm hot
They tryna blow me like a candle
I buy jewelry for ransom, too fly
My flight got cancelled
The cougars call me handsome
I ball too hard, and one
Yeah, I got that hot sauce
My rocks made her jaw lock
I'm draped up and dripped out
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout
I used to sell my bows out
But now I sell my shows out
I used to sell my bows out
But now I sell my shows out

Yeah you know my name, ain't shit changed
I let it bang
Fuck the range, I got aim, you's a lame
You ain't gang
I spend a backend on some chains
Boy your shit don't hit the same
Let my niggas split your brain
They just wanna get some rank
I'm just young rich and
Poppin', got em talkin', i'm the topic
This swag here you cannot copy
Trained to kill just like a Nazi
Rubber bands, not the wallet
I be playin' with the profit
So much like I hit the lottery
I feel like Ted DiBiase

Jump fresh up out the whip
My diamonds drip drip drip
I talk a lot of shit
I slapped her quick just like a pimp
And I keep some' on my hip
Homeboy please do not attempt
Yeah you know I let it rip, forty on me
Shawn Kemp jump fresh up out the whip
My diamonds drip drip drip (drop)
I talk a lot of shit
I slapped her quick just like a pimp (bitch)
And I keep some' on my hip
Homeboy please do not attempt
Yeah you know I let it rip, forty on me
Shawn Kemp