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Cousin Stizz - Anonymous Lyrics



Cousin Stizz - Anonymous Lyrics
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[ Featuring Smino ]

Woah, Kenny

When it be coming to bucks
I need the checks, all of 'em
When it be coming to sluts
They give me neck, all of 'em
Still never giving a f*ck
We gon' pull up, ball on 'em (yeah)
Daydreaming in the cut
'Bout freeing my bros, all of 'em (aye)
When it be coming to bucks
I need the checks, all of 'em
When it be coming to sluts
They give me neck, all of 'em
Still never giving a f*ck
We gon' pull up, ball on 'em (aye, yeah)
Daydreaming in the cut (yeah)
'Bout freeing my bros, all of 'em

We're better than all of 'em
Killing, the Reaper keep calling 'em
Penthouse larger than
Keeping my name anonymous
And I grew up with the honorables
I seen the rise and the fall like a domino
I'm from where they shootin' at your abdominal ('dominal)
Moving like nothing ain't wrong
Even though everything wrong
Checks in my texts every morning (aye)
Lean on me, I'm snoring (aye)
Finna go check on my mom and them (yeah)
Finna go ball like LeBron and them (yeah)
Finna get the hundreds, all of 'em (aye, for real)
Bet against me, what is wrong with him? (yeah, for real)
Better tell his team go and talk to him (yeah)
Put a stop to him (we gone)

When it be coming to bucks
I need the checks, all of 'em
When it be coming to sluts
They give me neck, all of 'em
Still never giving a f*ck
We gon' pull up, ball on 'em (yeah)
Daydreaming in the cut
'Bout freeing my bros, all of 'em (yeah, yeah)
When it be coming to bucks
I need the checks, all of 'em
When it be coming to sluts
They give me neck, all of 'em
Still never giving a f*ck
We gon' pull up, ball on 'em (aye) (ball on 'em)
Daydreaming in the cut (daydreaming in the cut)
'Bout freeing my bros (yeah, yeah), all of 'em (aye)

On the verge with my brothers, I splurge on fur, 'giela
But really it's urgent, young niggas go get it
Poppin' like a pellet
Then free my dawgs from Cruella
The plan's just forever
So I f*cked a sack, nigga, sacrifice
Cured the appetite with a sack of rice
Treat the Backwoods like a pacifier
My bitch is big, that pussy fire
I'm the captain, she say, aye, aye
Yeah, get it by the boat
I'm in the water water like a Viking
I ain't even took off my Nikes
Remember them nights we
My new chain a Pisces
Water on my neck, bitch, swim
Chilling in the cut like the trim
They wanna stay broke, that's them

When it be coming to bucks
I need the checks, all of 'em
When it be coming to sluts
They give me neck, all of 'em
Still never giving a f*ck
We gon' pull up, ball on 'em (yeah)
Daydreaming in the cut
'Bout freeing my bros, all of 'em (yeah, yeah)
When it be coming to bucks
I need the checks, all of 'em
When it be coming to sluts
They give me neck, all of 'em
Still never giving a f*ck
We gon' pull up, ball on 'em (aye)
Daydreaming in the cut
'Bout freeing my bros, all of 'em
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Woah, Kenny

When it be coming to bucks
I need the checks, all of 'em
When it be coming to sluts
They give me neck, all of 'em
Still never giving a f*ck
We gon' pull up, ball on 'em (yeah)
Daydreaming in the cut
'Bout freeing my bros, all of 'em (aye)
When it be coming to bucks
I need the checks, all of 'em
When it be coming to sluts
They give me neck, all of 'em
Still never giving a f*ck
We gon' pull up, ball on 'em (aye, yeah)
Daydreaming in the cut (yeah)
'Bout freeing my bros, all of 'em

We're better than all of 'em
Killing, the Reaper keep calling 'em
Penthouse larger than
Keeping my name anonymous
And I grew up with the honorables
I seen the rise and the fall like a domino
I'm from where they shootin' at your abdominal ('dominal)
Moving like nothing ain't wrong
Even though everything wrong
Checks in my texts every morning (aye)
Lean on me, I'm snoring (aye)
Finna go check on my mom and them (yeah)
Finna go ball like LeBron and them (yeah)
Finna get the hundreds, all of 'em (aye, for real)
Bet against me, what is wrong with him? (yeah, for real)
Better tell his team go and talk to him (yeah)
Put a stop to him (we gone)

When it be coming to bucks
I need the checks, all of 'em
When it be coming to sluts
They give me neck, all of 'em
Still never giving a f*ck
We gon' pull up, ball on 'em (yeah)
Daydreaming in the cut
'Bout freeing my bros, all of 'em (yeah, yeah)
When it be coming to bucks
I need the checks, all of 'em
When it be coming to sluts
They give me neck, all of 'em
Still never giving a f*ck
We gon' pull up, ball on 'em (aye) (ball on 'em)
Daydreaming in the cut (daydreaming in the cut)
'Bout freeing my bros (yeah, yeah), all of 'em (aye)

On the verge with my brothers, I splurge on fur, 'giela
But really it's urgent, young niggas go get it
Poppin' like a pellet
Then free my dawgs from Cruella
The plan's just forever
So I f*cked a sack, nigga, sacrifice
Cured the appetite with a sack of rice
Treat the Backwoods like a pacifier
My bitch is big, that pussy fire
I'm the captain, she say, aye, aye
Yeah, get it by the boat
I'm in the water water like a Viking
I ain't even took off my Nikes
Remember them nights we
My new chain a Pisces
Water on my neck, bitch, swim
Chilling in the cut like the trim
They wanna stay broke, that's them

When it be coming to bucks
I need the checks, all of 'em
When it be coming to sluts
They give me neck, all of 'em
Still never giving a f*ck
We gon' pull up, ball on 'em (yeah)
Daydreaming in the cut
'Bout freeing my bros, all of 'em (yeah, yeah)
When it be coming to bucks
I need the checks, all of 'em
When it be coming to sluts
They give me neck, all of 'em
Still never giving a f*ck
We gon' pull up, ball on 'em (aye)
Daydreaming in the cut
'Bout freeing my bros, all of 'em
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Stephen Gross, Christopher Smith Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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Performed By: Cousin Stizz
Featuring: Smino
Length: 3:00
Written by: Stephen Gross, Christopher Smith Jr.

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