K wettem - Japan Lyrics

Born in 01, like I'm a sad boy
Yung lean, get off the lean
I got hoes for days
I don't need nobody, hop up in that wraith
Like the lluminati, I just want the cake
I got different hoes
They in different states
I had flew to ella, yea to just go play
You need umbrellas when we bring the k's

Running round with my slat, slat
Running round with my blat, in all black
Yea I'm running round with my blat, in all black
My semi black, my clothes is black
My bitch she black, shopping in the mall
Call that shit an ice attack, yea my ice is real
God did

Have you ever seen a nigga od in the street, have you
Ever seen a bitch shake ass up out that skirt
My ex was from Chicago
I had f*cked that hoe to dirk
She said young k you a jerk
Yea I started over what's the deal what's the problem
If you want a problem nigga
Ok then let's solve it
I can't f*ck with niggas, man I only f*ck with bitches
I was with a hood hoe, sliding Honda civic
I was high as f*ck, in that Porshe
Could barely fit in it

All red coupe, cheetah print the seats
Yeah, she got some glutes
But she working on obletes
I was in the field, I aint even had no cleats
This is real spill, you cant walk a mile in shoes
Pheromones is real she had sucked off jimmy choo
After she ate the deal
I just played it off real cool
Yeah, 23, I'm in my Jordan year
You not God, so why the hell would I fear
Put down the steel, and we can box like men
Yeah, she petite, I think she from Japan