Kung Fu Lyrics

Kung Fu - Cordae

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Let me tell you how I come through with the 1-2

Kickin' shit like kung fu

Treat a bad bitch like she average

I'm a savage, lil' hoe, what you wan' do?

I'm about cash if the route fast

I'ma get that lil' nigga, by any means

Momma complain 'bout my Balmains, but it's all sane

Couple racks in my skinny jeans (ayy)

Hit it up, one time

Niggas gonna get it 'til the sun rise (ayy)

School of hard knocks, I'm alumni

Bitches on my dick like fungi

Won't stop, what's that?

Keep the Tommy on me like a Rugrat (ayy)

Niggas used to trap where the bus at

Tell momma I'ma quit, but I love cash (ayy)

I'ma just get it and get it again

Come ups I split with my friends, ayy

Twenty's them twenty's them twinny twin twin

Tryna flip Ford to a Benz

I'ma get it, I'ma get it regardless

Bussin' jugs and used to trap out the college

Give me brain, I swear that bitch is a scholar

No snakes around me, only snake on my collar

I'm a thief in the night, pray to Jesus to Christ

Better hope he believe in your life

Free my lil' nigga Saudi, was catching them bodies

He fighting his demons to light

All my niggas be trapping, your niggas be rapping

They robbed you, you asking what happened

Got a new bitch from China, she wearing designer

I'm lacing her in the new fashion (ayy)

Let me tell you how I come through with the 1-2

Kickin' shit like kung fu

Treat a bad bitch like she average

I'm a savage, lil' hoe, what you wan' do?

I'm about cash if the route fast

I'ma get that lil' nigga, by any means

Momma complain 'bout my Balmains, but it's all sane

Couple racks in my skinny jeans (ayy)

Hit it up, one time

Niggas gonna get it 'til the sun rise (ayy)

School of hard knocks, I'm alumni

Bitches on my dick like fungi

Won't stop, what's that?

Keep the Tommy on me like a Rugrat (ayy)

Niggas used to trap where the bus at

Tell momma I'ma quit, but I love cash

I've been all around the fucking globe

Baby what ya know?

Motherfucker better tuck and roll

Got places to go

And niggas missed the last flight

Livin' in the fast life

Momma said you never act right, Goddamn

Guess I'm a bad guy

But I'm on my grind like a halfpipe

'Cause I switch it and flip it and cook it up mad nice

'Til I see them flashlights, then I'm gone

Fast flash like, my future's a tad bright

Because when they rent is due, and your Benz is new

And your old friends be resenting you

Like my women brown, and my Benjies blue

Shit is fucked up when they envy you

'Member niggas got killed over Penny shoes

Where I'm from niggas dying like Kenny do

Take a hit of this PAC and this Henny juice

Only one of me, but there's plenty of you

It was all a dream, reminiscing of a smaller thing

Grandma cooking like Paula Deen

It ain't all it seems, grew up with the starving teens

And growing plants, still watering

Let me tell you how I come through with the 1-2

Kickin' shit like kung fu

Treat a bad bitch like she average

I'm a savage, lil' hoe, what you wan' do?

I'm about cash if the route fast

I'ma get that lil' nigga, by any means

Momma complain 'bout my Balmains, but it's all sane

Couple racks in my skinny jeans (ayy)

Hit it up, one time

Niggas gonna get it 'til the sun rise (ayy)

School of hard knocks, I'm alumni

Bitches on my dick like fungi

Won't stop, what's that?

Keep the Tommy on me like a Rugrat (ayy)

Niggas used to trap where the bus at

Tell momma I'ma quit, but I love cash