San J i

[Intro]
Bullet
Okay, I kick up on that nigga like Im Sanji
Okay, I kick up on that nigga like Im Sanji
Okay, I kick up on that nigga like Im Sanji ( Yo Cochise, a weh dem a seh?)
Yeah, yeah (Bullet)
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh
Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah (Bullet)
Yeah, I tell em , tell em, yeah, uh
[Verse 1]
Wanna know what I know? Uh
GBE, I glo, uh
Wanna make bread? Lets go, uh
Wanna talk bread ? Lets go (Yeah)
No, I cannot, that boy doing the most
Shawty she talking, she doing the most
Talking bout hit it, but I gotta ghost
Talking bout spread it, but I aint no toast
That boy, he dirty, I know he need soap
And I know that he broke and he getting no gloat
And your wifey just saw me, I know that she soak
Had to cover em up, I aint talking bout coat
Had to cover em up, I aint talking bout loc
I get up my money, I run in a boat
Put my foot on they neck and I know they gon choke
Feel like NBA YoungBoy, Ill never go broke
Humina, humina, humina, uh
My mother call me a son of a, uh
I got the money, Im coming up, uh
Im the one served me a hundred bar, uh
My money come from the backend
I do not care who you are, Ima tax him
No, I dont know who you are , I wont tap in
I had to wake em up cause they was nappin
Sing on that beat like my name Toni Braxton
I got the five on me just like a Jackson
I had to wipe em up just like a napkin
I got a shorty, I dont need no mackin
I had to get on the boat, woah
I had to get to the goal, woah
I had to run me a goal, oh
I had to make me a GOAT, woah
Give him a pass like Im Iniesta
You want some Raf and I want a Tesla
Im in your home, boy, Im a big stepper
And I dunk on your dome just like Im Chris Webber
Forever Im home, no matter the weather
God on my side, he making me better
Wake in the morning, Im getting this cheddar
Whip in the kitchen, aint talking Griselda
I got the Breath of the Wild like Zelda
Your shawty buff and Im calling her Helga
I got that bank on mind like a teller
Jesus protect me just like an umbrella
He got the one in the head, a Beretta
Im on 2K in the rec with a center
I had to teacher, his name was McKenna
I dont like Britney, aint talking bout Renner
[Chorus]
I got the kicks, they on me like Sanji (Uh)
I got the kicks, they on me like Sanji (Uh)
I got the kicks, they on me like Sanji (Ooh-wee)
My shawty cute and she mean like she Nami (Ooh-wee)
[Verse 2]
I got that bullshit, ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Im in the house like its Kame, huh (Yeah, yeah)
Im at the top of Gudabi (Yeah, yeah)
Shawty, she talking bout top me (Lets go)
That boy he hate me so much , he wan rob me
I had to pitch, just pour for a homie
I had to grow up and stop wearing Tommy
I had to stack up a K for my mommy
Tell that nigga, 'Get the bleach, wipe it off, wash your body'
Get it off, go home, tell me, dont tell nobody
I got the pump, point at your body
Pull out on me, pull out that shotty
Catch a lil body, all of em naughty
I know he dead, bust at his noggin
All of my niggas, we kill with no choppas, yeah