Kazo Hyjaki - v3 Lyrics

I like money but I like to gamble with this shit
Blueface hundreds sticking together like siamese twins
Dissing on my guys how you get yo candle lit
She keep asking for the truth but can't handle it

I let Detroit models stuff this shit from time to time
And its LAF, told you for the 1000th time
I can't listen to yo rhymes cause I know you be lying
I know you don't be getting no hoes but I know you be trying
I respect it she give me necky and we watching netflix
If this shit about a play nigga do not text me
My niggas made 200 off that tele

Count that shit up put it in a bag bitch we finna leave
Came to the poker room with a bag made them niggas leave
F*cking bad bitches that you only f*ck in yo dreams
If I run off with you shit right now who got stop me
Imma cop my mom a white rolls like im moxie
Feel like Saint, turn a college girl to a zombie
I'm the type to turn yo whole block into a mosh pit
Building speed bumps around the hood but that ain't stop shit
I got money that's the same age as Joe Biden
I'll set this shit on fire just for some excitement

When this bag touch down bitch call me prime time
She gave me good head I call that bitch nom nom
Took her from the suburbs I took her straight to pound town
Call her my Glock cause I wanna give her 30 rounds

Yea Yea this gun got some bodies on it I got it from my pops
Her contact name janitor she give me mop
If she can't hold a conversation she getting blocked
If you can't hold your own weight you getting dropped
At yo bitch crib getting topped in yo flops
At yo bitch crib treating yo son like he my pop
Treat this nerf gun like that bitch a 45

Widebody fox body treat that shit it's a dark horse
Niggas shooting but aint hit shit like it's Star Wars
All white air forces when I step into the airport