KB Lyrics

I like this shit, shit kinda hard Dancing in palm angels, bitch I got that stick

on me Been serving yayo since I was a jit, I feel

like Big Tony You look up to that nigga, he a bitch, that's

your big homie Micromini, baby, Drake, bitch, do I look lonely

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Bitch, I got runtz , runtz,runtz, runtz,runtz, runtz uh

Nine, like I'm pregnant, just in case you wanna bump us

I'm off of this cup, I can't fuck with you, baby

If I think he undercover, gotta chop just long as Casey

My dawg wanna bite a nigga, maybe he got rabies

I'm not feeling good today, I just popped a KB

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh I'm in Memphis like I'm Key Glock

Pour up in a big pop She gon' ride it like a seesaw

NBA the way she give top Pebbles on the bedrock

Pebbles in my big watch, ooh I got the designer flu

Oozing, make you say, I chew Put your bitch in Jimmy Choo, ooh

You losing, you don't fuck with ooze Make that bitch pick and choose

Bitch whats with that attitude, ooh Yeah, yeah

I got one, two, three, four hoes in the back And they all tryna fuck me while we in the

Sprinter van Get him under the sheets like we in the

Ku Klux Klan She a bad bitch, so I gave her Molly Santan

Damn, damn, shh, shh, Molly Santan

Yeah, I'm not that bad man Bitch, I'm the band man