Kyrie Irving Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Rafa checkin in
Don't give a fuck about this shit, I still ball Kyrie Irving
My first time hitting the road I was kinda nervous
We juggin in the mini van, we ran it up on purpose
My bitch like show me the bands, give a fuck about some purses
I'm fuckin over dapper Dan, I'm flyer than a helicopter
Got my perky dose, Rafa higher than an astronaut
Marni on me just threw it on, ain't even wear it right
Really I got a chip on my shoulder like I'm Philly Mike
My nigga still playing w the dog like he Atlanta Mike
I be rocking all the latest drip like I'm a fashion hype
My lil nigga ain't wanna go legit, he gotta earn his stripes
She be knowing that Rafa he the shit so she gone play it right
I'm hearing that it's green in your town, I'm finna take a flight
Fuck a sprite, grab a cream soda make that bitch dirty
How ima leave the game alone, I can't hang up my fuckin Jersey
Niggas wouldn't even do that shit for me so I can't show no mercy
And I'm up early everyday getting to it
Remember eating tuna dues, now I get checks like just do it
Black diamonds on my wrist, niggas ripping they clothes they influenced
We play chess around this bitch
We kill your pawns and fuck your queens
I'm just chopping it up with rose he put me on the Japanese
You can tell that these niggas broker than Drose knees
I just brung the dubs out it look like thanksgiving greens
Got this college hoe she tryna please me like I'm the dean
Don't give a fuck about this shit, I still ball Kyrie Irving
My first time hitting the road I was kinda nervous
We juggin in the mini van, we ran it up on purpose
My bitch like show me the bands, give a fuck about some purses
(Don't give a fuck about this shit, I still ball Kyrie Irving
My first time hitting the road I was kinda nervous
We juggin in the mini van, we ran it up on purpose
My bitch like show me the bands, give a fuck about some purses)