Kyle - Silver Platter lyrics

Alright well she thinks I'm in love, right?
Well, I mean, fuck
I shouldn't have gave her that hug, right?
When it comes down to it
Every girl in the world wants me though
Nigga I can look good in a speedo
No lie I can see it in her eyes
She wants DiK from KiD though
Way on top of my A game
Everyone else way lame
Your style has been gone
You arrived on that late train
You think you're cool like fake chains
Niggas ain't foreally though
And ain't nobody fuckin' with you
Fake brands of cereal
And I know what these girls think
They can just fuck with my brain
And make me do what they say but they can't
I know 'cause I'm way on top of my flow
And shes has nuthing that's inside
So I'm out the window yeah
I don't do really girls who
Do nothin' but gossip
Try to say some nice things
Your breath stinks
When you talk shit and that's real

Alright well it's K dot I dot D dot, damn
Niggas know that I'm so for real
I always kill and I'm always trill
And I'm always something these niggas feel
I am way up over your head still
I'm stacked up with bread still
You're headed nowhere like running
On a treadmill niggas FxL is my team yo
Nothin' comes in between bro
Super Mitch and Super Chris
They're all addicted to weed though
I am addicted to gettin it
By any and all means
I'm not addicted to girls but
They're addicted to me
Maybe because I got something inside
KiD is a hell of a guy
You're hell of irrelevant, dealing with I
I'm Super Duper, nigga right? Right!
Oh yeah skinny niggas runnin' shit

I'm the fuckin' best that's ever
Fuckin' lived in life haha
Texas haus! trill nigga!
Chop & screw dat, super dup that! agh!