
evander ft. kimba Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm with the apes they kill Flippin' off this shake for real, alright
And if I bag up by the neck, this shit be stanky still
Every time you see my old gutter cup, four dinky pinkies still
Used to rap bandanas around my head like I was Makavel
I'm on the block like Shaq for real, might get you capped for real, alright
Might need to go sit down on Dream Champs, get my dad for deals
That lil' bitch get on my nerves, get off my ass for real
Mouth be swervin' in this bitch like Jesus grabbed the wheel
How bout that Iggy real
Think I'd shoot if I don't tuck my chain, shit bright as Uncle Phil
And don't compare Mouth to no niggas, I can rap for real
Rollin' up some pressure when it smoke, shit hit like Rags for real
Lil' C would ask my doggie if he asked Mike Pillacat for real
Leroski say I'm showin' off, nah I'm just Captain Hill
Many dissin' on my name, but I got patience still
The fuck you think I came out with that fortune like I rode the wheel
Lil' Malcolm V got all them hooks, four dinky holy Phil
Yo, bitch get off my dick, I need some pay for real
I'm with the Apes, they guilt, livin' off this shake for real
And if I bag up by the nick, this shit be stanky still
Every time you see Mouth gutter cup, four dinky pinkies still
Used to rap bandanas around my head like he was Makavel
Run the block like Shaq for real, might get you capped for real
Might need to go sit down on Drink Timbs, get my dad for deals
That lil' bitch get on my nerves, get off my ass for real
Mouth be swervin' in this bitch like Jesus grabbed the wheel
Jesus grabbed the wheel
We cannot go hang with boy, cause he a tattletale
She was ridin' like the L, I told her grab the rail
He was fuckin' with the gang and now I'm high as hell
Bitch, do I look like Obama? You is not the sub
Send a lot of shells, crack a nigga's shell
I can't go to jail, who gon' send me mail
I'm from real mud, dirty water, fingernails
Brody put you in a pack, now your ass for sale
Now we on the trail, smokin' vegan kale
This is not a drill, gotta keep the stealth
Brody bang the wheel, they can't hang me for real
Brody