Hello Kitty Lyrics

Sanrio bitch says she like Hello Kitty

Sticks like a drummer, that shit holdin' 50

Hit shit like Kobe, yeah, I'm droppin' 60

I fuck with Owen yeah, I love my Rickies

She love my music, said it make her stinky

Don't got no wock man, that shit got me itchy

Say that he ownin' this block, we gon' spin it

We hit him with four-four-four just like Wendy's

Got a bad bitch and she cook shit like Rachel

Young nigga tru just be foolin' like April

Say that she mine, but we don't got a label

Won't be with her if I'm mentally able

Don't fuck with tru, he's not mentally stable

Niggas stay watchin', I cut off the cable

Wanted to sign me, take it off the table

We put a hole in that boy like a bagel

I'm the best New gen rockstar if I'm honest

That boy sent me his album, it was dog shit

Man, these hoed love GSR cause we pop shit

Fuck with my style, yeah, she all on my Johnson Look out for my niggas, yeah, I know they watchin

Lead the league, assists just call me Stockton Higher than a pilot, man, I'm in a cockpit

I pull out the sawed off it hit like a dropkick

Had a bitch over, she ruined the vibe

So I kicked that bitch out, said, sorry, I'm a loner Yeah, I'm a goofy when they see me tweakin

They can't take my serious laugh like the Joker

I heard that boy was a goon and a rockstar

That boy just a pussy, I guess he a poser

She wanna love me, but I broke her heart

Say that she wanna talk, well, hit me when I'm sober

She got a boyfriend, sorry, I'm just colder

My bitch a Uzi, she want me to tote her

No, I ain't switch, a young nigga got older

Got Hello Kitty, bitches bring him over

Dat young nigga stack the bread like poker

Emo lil' bitch, she wear a diamond choker

That bitch is clingy, just want me to hold her

I'm not up yet, but yeah, I'm gettin' closer

Sanrio bitch, said she like Hello Kitty

Sticks like a drummer, that shit holdin' 50

Hit shit like Kobe, yeah, I'm droppin' 60

I fuck with Owen yeah, I love my Rickies

She love my music, said it make her stinky

Don't got no wock man, that shit got me itchy

Say that he ownin' this block, we gon' spin it

We hit him with four-four-four just like Wendys

Got a bad bitch and she cook shit like Rachel

Young nigga tru, just be foolin' like April

Say that she mine, but we don't got a label

We'll be with her if I'm mentally able

Don't fuck with tru he's not mentally stable

Niggas stay watchin', I cut off the cable

Wanted to sign me, take it off the table

We put a hole in that boy like a bagel