Slump6s - Kaine lyrics
[Slump6s - Kaine lyrics]
Kaine (Globe Luciano) , Kaine, Kaine, Kaine
Kaine, Kaine, Kaine kaine, woah
Kaine, Kaine, Kaine, woah kaine
Big bag, Moncler, nigga, that my fabric
These niggas are my sons
So I'm really on my dad shit
I've been really ballin', man
I'm feelin' like a Maverick
Karma like a bad ho, hit 'em wit' my ratchet
I dropped off a iPhone
We used to go on a tablet
LMAO, these niggas so funny, I start laughing
Feel like Fast & Furious
I'm swervin' through that traffic
Ayy, told my brother, "Put that drink down"
Searchin' for his body
But that little nigga ain't found
Feel like I own a bakery
The way I'm gettin' cake now
White shooter Josh
Come and slide wit' the Drac' now
She ate me like M&M's, I'm not talkin' 8 Mile
My niggas got F&N's
Burn him like a steakhouse
She say I don't care
Now she tryna' call me fake now
I been countin' Duwap
Feelin' like I'm Kaine now
That lil' ho want me
Told that girl to move around
Big ass choppa' on me
You could hear the fuckin' sounds
Put that nigga to the ground
No, you don't look hard, lil' boy
You look just like a clown
Turn turned sixteen and now I'm
Drivin' in that new coupe
Don't get out on my Instagram
Just look me up on YouTube
She like all my songs
And now I'm all up in her Bluetooth
You hear me all the time, lil' ho
I feel bad for your new dude
Ayy, you know I got that mob ties
Ridin' for the gang 'til the
Whole fuckin' mob dies
I heard that nigga music
I had tears comin' from my eyes
Thirty for the feat, nigga
That could get you a high-five
Sho-shout out Jay, nigga
You know that we juggin' shit
Nigga, you is a lame and for a
Fact that you ain't juggin' shit
I went four for four, now I got five, yeah
That's another hit
How you call me three people? Lil'
Bro on some other shit
I can't even fuck wit' you, no
You is not my brother, and
We just copped a BnB, lil' nigga
You not comin' in
Kaine, Kaine, Kaine kaine, woah
Kaine, Kaine, Kaine, woah kaine
Big bag, Moncler, nigga, that my fabric
These niggas are my sons
So I'm really on my dad shit
I've been really ballin', man
I'm feelin' like a Maverick
Karma like a bad ho, hit 'em wit' my ratchet
I dropped off a iPhone
We used to go on a tablet
LMAO, these niggas so funny, I start laughing
Feel like Fast & Furious
I'm swervin' through that traffic
Ayy, told my brother, "Put that drink down"
Searchin' for his body
But that little nigga ain't found
Feel like I own a bakery
The way I'm gettin' cake now
White shooter Josh
Come and slide wit' the Drac' now
She ate me like M&M's, I'm not talkin' 8 Mile
My niggas got F&N's
Burn him like a steakhouse
She say I don't care
Now she tryna' call me fake now
I been countin' Duwap
Feelin' like I'm Kaine now
That lil' ho want me
Told that girl to move around
Big ass choppa' on me
You could hear the fuckin' sounds
Put that nigga to the ground
No, you don't look hard, lil' boy
You look just like a clown
Turn turned sixteen and now I'm
Drivin' in that new coupe
Don't get out on my Instagram
Just look me up on YouTube
She like all my songs
And now I'm all up in her Bluetooth
You hear me all the time, lil' ho
I feel bad for your new dude
Ayy, you know I got that mob ties
Ridin' for the gang 'til the
Whole fuckin' mob dies
I heard that nigga music
I had tears comin' from my eyes
Thirty for the feat, nigga
That could get you a high-five
Sho-shout out Jay, nigga
You know that we juggin' shit
Nigga, you is a lame and for a
Fact that you ain't juggin' shit
I went four for four, now I got five, yeah
That's another hit
How you call me three people? Lil'
Bro on some other shit
I can't even fuck wit' you, no
You is not my brother, and
We just copped a BnB, lil' nigga
You not comin' in