Santana ft. Kae Lyrics

Yeah

Most of y'all niggas don't rap y'all just ramble

Just bring me a four pour a deuce in a Fanta

They asking mell why you fly off the handle

Been chilling so much I don't no ante

I'm on that dirty Diana, I play that guitar like my nickname Santana

She flow like ocean yeah my shit banana

Just throw me a beat watch that bitch get dismantled

I might just take me a trip to Savannah

I might pour up a four and a deuce in that Fanta

Roll a blunt like a cuban, I ain't been to Havana

And I swing that guitar like I'm Carlos Santana

Throw on a beat, watch that bitch get dismantled

And I feel like I'm Nelly with my country grammar

Don't work for Home Depot, I keep me a hammer

I don't care what these niggas say, this Atlanta

Roll up a spliff of that shit then hotbox the whip

I hit the yo and I dip

And I'm screaming long live to Nip, these niggas is trips

I hit ya hoe off the rip

I might just brought out the VIP, these niggas they're sick

That's why I keep me a stick

And y'all niggas think y'all slick, but this is the kick

He'll be a veggie like Rick

Wondering why niggas making amends?

(Cause this ARP it just hit at ya Benz)

Wondering why I don't keep me no friends?

(Its alone at the top and this where I ascend)

Wondering why niggas making amends?

(cause this ARP it just hit at ya Benz)

Wondering when all this shit is gonna end?

(Cause them shots go dod-dod-dod-dod to the end)

Most of y'all niggas don't rap y'all just ramble

Just bring me a four pour a deuce in a Fanta

They asking mell why you fly off the handle

Been chilling so much I don't no ante

I'm on that dirty Diana, I play that guitar like my nickname Santana

She flow like ocean yeah my shit banana

Just throw me a beat watch that bitch get dismantled

I been working long days

Trappin up legal ways

Flippin work and making plays

Chasing money all the same

In the coup switchin lanes

Screaming out Gang gang

I ain't never been a lame

Ask yo bitch she givin brain

All des hoes all the same

You say you love me, bitch what is you sayin

We are just friends, Where is ya man

I keep it a hundred, I keep it a band

Roll up a spliff and pop us a zan

I be on go like niggas on 10

We spin the block, go again and again

We spin the block, go again and again

Pray to the Lord cuz I know we just sin

I be in the booth I stay locked in

I keep my eyes on the mission

Hit every shot with precision

My lyrics is the incisions

I ain't even been too prison

These bitches got niggas trippin

I ain't gon never be trippin

Roll up a spliff of that joint

For all them fuck niggas listen

Most of y'all niggas don't rap y'all just ramble

Just bring me a four pour a deuce in a Fanta

They asking mell why you fly off the handle

Been chilling so much I don't no ante

I'm on that dirty Diana, I play that guitar like my nickname Santana

She flow like ocean yeah my shit banana

Just throw me a beat watch that bitch get dismantled