SUPREME ft. $upremekai Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
The realest nigga in this bitch, boy it's a cream and beans
He gon' smoke on niggas like some endorphins, understand
My niggas fuckin' shootin' till they burn their hands
So just stick to the plan, see my cash in advance
So got no time for fuck niggas who be frontin' on their hands
If y'all wait, get a signal, then we off on your mans
Big moves in this bitch, boy we takin' all your shit
If you ain't ridin' with the gang, then nigga fuck who you be ridin' with
It's the millennium, I'm fuckin' your bride
I catch these niggas off guard when I'm spittin' this hard
Travel the globe like I study abroad
Michael Jackson woke up just to give me a nod
You niggas actin' like my aura is odd
Never seen a rap nigga with a blessing from God
Move him like he in the mob
I walk around with protection, got stupid weapons
Found a nigga dead that had a hair tie
Little red guy, damn, had to let you niggas know that I'm the king
You end up fuckin' dead if you fuck with Supreme
And scratch that, you end up dead if you fuck with the team
No got no mercy when you fuck with my green bitch, Supreme
Cream and die with this shit, flow harder than a bitch
Cold hearted what it is, go Cartier
That shit'll go harder with the wrist
Told shawty ain't gon' fuck with nobody, cut the shit
I'm legit out the mix like I be what your bitch like
Ain't never been the diss type but I could drop some balls
Bout some niggas that I dislike, type shit
I ain't never need no sidekicks, just a sidekick
Pops worth a night shift and switched up the cribs like the light switch
Pull up in that nice shit, that nigga get the fuck out my life shit
Corner store regular, hold the phone, ain't no cellular
No control of these hoes, I get em goin' for better
Pre-Mandari ain't no pre-Madonna's
Niggas pussy I don't need no drama, I just need some common sense
Some new designer jeans to pull up on your bitch and drop em
If you really want a problem nigga, how you gonna solve it
Solving if you want extra condoms
When I fuck your mama, fuck your problems
Don't you know we all got em, my soul is still at the bottom
That shit forgotten, you think I lost it cause I bossed up
Don't fuck with no AI cause shit'll get you crossed up
How is you gon' say I be lying? No Mufasa
Pull up, get em starstruck, don't make me put my guard up
Guard down when I make these bars up
Think about to get me all fucked up
Run through the city like I did a bar
Hop in the gas, cut me off, fuck