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Kirky
Performer
Clavish
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirky
Songwriter
Clavish
Songwriter
SHYYBeats
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SHYYBeats
Producer
Lyrics
I do more than play my role, they say I don't
Just know it's cap
They keep asking how I ball
Is it Facade or is it facts?
While you were wining in that rave
My wrist was winding in the trap
Now what's the odds? let's place a bet
I made a milly off a app
Just bussed the face up on the Richard
Then I got the strap in black
I'm out in public with my jewels, 2 yards away know there's a wap
And what's the chances I might hit her
And she ain't gon' double back?
Just took a flight to LAX and put some pounds in bubble wrap
Is it true he really puts on for his hood?
I don't know
Is it true he makes sure all the hitters good?
I don't know
Did my really wet him way more than he should?
I don't know
Was it a silver spoon or did he really jugg?
I don't know
Mind your business can't you see that I'm a boss
I buy ringers fuck the cost
We got spinners we got glocks
Reach for mine and you'll get shot
I was down and I came up
Can't give a fuck about no loss
Now I spend a hundred like I couldn't give a toss
I just walked into the room and she went straight down to her knees
Ain't gotta ask, it's already done
But she told you to say it please
The difference is that I'm a shotter
It's embedded in my genes
Remember days I was a shotter serving in my truey jeans
I do more than play my role, they say I don't
Just know it's cap
They keep asking how I ball
Is it Facade or is it facts?
While you were wining in that rave
My wrist was winding in the trap
Now what's the odds? let's place a bet
I made a milly off a app
Just bussed the face up on the Richard
Then I got the strap in black
I'm out in public with my jewels, 2 yards away know there's a wap
And what's the chances I might hit her
And she ain't gon' double back?
Just took a flight to LAX and put some pounds in bubble wrap
I'm multitasking, CLA I'm selling verses, selling crack
Still getting money from drugs cah I don't like getting taxed
I'm only coming with the facts
I heard a **** say I cap
But he can't put that on his mum cah by the morning she'll be pack
And couple **** they don't like me but I'm still giving them hope
My ****'s on his second strike, still whipping the coke
VVS' make me glow, my chain got so many boogers
If it was a human being it wouldn't stop picking it's nose
Your watch money ask may may if I get that for a show or not
I'm sounding like I'm showing off, I'm humble I don't show a lot
Got a black ting that smokes weed but my essex ting a yola shot
I'm bout to put my name in some capitals letters with frozen rocks
20k on jackets, more than twenty thousand just on trainers
I still end up inside girls that be telling me they're taken
Got my youngen on the other side he's tryna catch a paigon
So stay at home and don't get your identity mistaken
I do more than play my role, they say I don't
Just know it's cap
They keep asking how I ball
Is it Facade or is it facts?
While you were wining in that rave
My wrist was winding in the trap
Now what's the odds? let's place a bet
I made a milly off a app
Just bussed the face up on the Richard
Then I got the strap in black
I'm out in public with my jewels, 2 yards away know there's a wap
And what's the chances I might hit her
And she ain't gon' double back?
Just took a flight to LAX and put some pounds in bubble wrap
Written by: Clavish, Kirky, SHYYBeats