Forecast Lyrics

Jet Wet Send lil KK home

I just got a bitch, I'm just tryna bone Fire on my hip, I don't even tote

Always rappin' bout em guns, cause I think that shit sounded dope

I can't hang with gay bitches, man, they be fuckin' up my pride

I feel like I'm Tony, when I wake up, I just fuckin' grind

I feel like I'm Dio, stoppin' the world so I don't waste time

Your bitch came to the crib, I squeezed the juice out of her like a lime

Ayy, you one broke ass nigga, but you still gon' pay the price

Don't know why these bitches trust me, look at the name and I just lie

I got the fire by my side, Hop on my wave, and I switch the tide

Two guns named Bonnie and the other one's clyde, she fuckin' with me, then she in for a ride

Ooh, that boy dropped a song and it was shit

Ooh, give me a test, I'll chatGPT up the shit

Ooh, they sick and tired of all of my antics

Ooh, she submit to me, like it's canvas

Ooh, stand to me, you put your life on line

These niggas buggin, so I had to spray that pesticide

Spray that pesticide, magic being, I'm an anodite

Rarer than a diamond, I'm the fuckin' Alexandrite

That hoe got me waitin

Nigga, I ain't no doctor, but I ran out of patience

Rather go through my calendar before I think bout datin

Like a fat nigga eatin' up popeyes, they said the fit I put on ate it

I fucked all these niggas' bitches, now they say I'm jaded

Me and you are not the same nigga, we're not adjacent

Niggas all in my comments, man all these niggas hatin

Niggas smokin' my weed, they didn't know I laced it

Man, I always been that nigga, why did I think bout changin

I'm pickin' black over white, they sayin' that I'm racist

Put my beef in her patty, like I'm a damn Jamaican

Niggas say they got they own path, I'm the one that paved it

Traffic gettin' crazy, you know that I had to switch the lane

You know I cannot switch up, on the gang

Feel like sleeping sirens uh you can't hang

She said, do you remember? I only remember the rain

When they said I was lame

Yeah, people called me crazy and insane

But look how far, look how far I came

Well nigga damn, Well nigga dang

It's not Spider-Verse, but Mary Jane up on my candy cane

Jet Wet send lil KK home

I just got a bitch, I'm just tryna bone

Fire on my hip, I don't even tote

Always rappin' bout em guns, cause I think that shit sounded dope

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