Ksh ft. Benji! Lyrics

(Yeah, go)

No I can't love her I know she a hoe

Say that she love me I told her it's slow

When I get rich then my neck go on froze

Say she gone leave me I told her yeah go

Want me for bread, yeah I already know

Double B on my, balenci the toe

She want to get high, she smoke out the bong

Hmm, I guess you don't get it

20 piece on me it fly through his fitted

Said she gone ride but that bitch wasn't with it

But I stay down, I just don't get it

Smoke me the pound, losing my feeling

I don't need therapy cause the mic know all my feelings

Your nigga lame, I got a feeling

He walk up in Prada and think about stealing

I walk up in Prada, I'm blowing that bag

Too much racks can't fit in my bag

Feeling like Batman, drip all black

You know she a hoe whole gang hit that

Don't run up cause the gang with that

I don't talk too much, I ain't with the chit chat

Since 13 nigga been balling like Nash

I don't fuck with certain niggas They be acting like Vlad

Them niggas is mad, I got me a bag

Got your thot in the back, she throwing it back

They know ima spaz, you ain't dumb we gone crash

You ain't gone last up in my way

Gang be breaking the bank, you not in my rack

Got your hoe in my place, she trying to get slayed

She see that I'm paid so she trying to skate

Can't take care of her, lil bitch I'm not Drake

I'm high off the drank

Don't know what to think

But I kicked her out told her have a nice day

No we can't love her cause she did the gang (yeah)

No we can't love her cause she did the gang

No we can't love her cause she did the gang (uhuh)

(Yeah, go)

No I can't love her I know she a hoe

Say that she love me I told her it's slow

When I get rich then my neck go on froze

Say she gone leave me I told her yeah go

Want me for bread, yeah I already know

Double B on my, balenci the toe

She want to get high, she smoke out the bong

Hmm, I guess you don't get it

20 piece on me it fly through his fitted

Said she gone ride but that bitch wasn't with it

But I stay down, I just don't get it

Smoke me the pound, losing my feeling

I don't need therapy cause the mic know all my feelings

Your nigga lame, I got a feeling

He walk up in Prada and think about stealing

Lil nigga what do you do?

Lil nigga who do you be?

After the guap, the rich you see

I'm the young nigga that's in the pussy

She wanna suck it up eat it up mean

I cannot fuck on that hoe cause she green

Roll up that za, I'm smoking with me

I'm he young nigga that made that you see

Slide down his block with that semi

Think that you know me lil Kozart not friendly

I know some niggas that wish they could end me

Benji was right all these niggas they envy

Why did this hoe think that she could just text me

Wide body hellcat that shit is not friendly

I fucked his bitch and now he feeling deadly

Think that I want her but peep what she sent me (yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, go)

No I can't love her I know she a hoe

Say that she love me I told her it's slow

When I get rich then my neck go on froze

Say she gone leave me I told her yeah go

Want me for bread, yeah I already know

Double B on my, balenci the toe

She want to get high, she smoke out the bong

Hmm, I guess you don't get it

20 piece on me it fly through his fitted

Said she gone ride but that bitch wasn't with it

But I stay down, I just don't get it

Smoke me the pound, losing my feeling

I don't need therapy cause the mic know all my feelings

Your nigga lame, I got a feeling

He walk up in Prada and think about stealing