BKST Lyrics

Remember 9th grade they was makin' jokes, they said I sound weird

Now them bitches prego and a nigga really out here

Niggas hated us and bitches hated us but ion care

Now she let me fuck and I'ma fuckin' knock it outta here

Yeah

I was out here runnin' on the streets and got up off the porch

Big finesse, I hit the scam then moonwalk outta court

Rharri got the gas and I'ma ride her like a horse

So when she passin' me the key I say that daddy want the Porsche

I was down bad sleepin' in the backseat

Had these bitches tryna fuck a nigga in the backseat

My rich bitch touchin', rubbin' in the backseat

Her driver in the rearview, she like "Miss don't look back please"

Bando talk you busy wrappin' up a couple dimes

I'ma charge you for the feature even for a couple lines

Told the plug a thousand times don't jugg me on a buy

Cause you gon' lose more than your business

You might probably gon' lose your life

I am not the same nigga, I got a beam now

Freddy Kreuger ruger just might send your ass to dreamtown

You was talkin' all that sweet shit, don't run and scream now

Cause I brought some extra clips to really make a scene now

Yeah

Got a couple niggas in the backseat

Chopstick underneath the towel in the backseat

My nigga out the window in the backseat

12 Come around with all them questions please don't me