KXYZ - So Much Lyrics

Yeah
You know what I do with these flows
Turn that shit ghost and I ghost
She's got all my songs on her phone
Now she won't leave me alone
B you should come to my zone coz
I do not sit on the phone
I get the shit in and then ghost
Broddi you know how it goes
I jump on your song make it bang
I jump on your beat make it bang
I already know I'm the man
I'm cooling I've found new fans
Look B you should come to my zone coz
I do not sit on the phone
I get the shit in and then ghost
Broddi you know how it goes
You know how it goes
You know how it goes
Yeah
Common sense ain't common
Have to remind these rappers stay in their column
I'm just tryna fly whole gang go foreign
Papes only like that girl when she foreign
She can only come round man if she honest
She only want me as long as I'm shottin'
Lucky I just had a good run like Forrest
I ain't gonna stop I promise (No)
I see homie switching his tactic
On a whole no none of these bruddas are match fit
Still up on the road this shit is a madness
Free my niggas in the jail they're sick of canned fish
Obvi, they're sick of the can too
If only you knew what me and the gang knew
All of my pagans ain't got no value
Probably listen to my tunes, their bitches are fans too (Remix)
Remix, remix, remix
Kway back then weren't shottin' remix
Now I'm killing shit and they want the remix
Real rarse KXYZ I'm not no remix
And you would do what I do
If only you knew what me and the gang knew
All of my pagans ain't got no value
Probably listen to my tunes their bitches are fans too
You know what I do with these flows
Turn that shit ghost and I ghost
She's got all my songs on her phone
Now she won't leave me alone
B you should come to my zone coz
I do not sit on the phone
I get the shit in and then ghost
Broddi you know how it goes
I jump on your song make it bang
I jump on your beat make it bang
I already know I'm the man
I'm cooling I've found new fans
Look B you should come to my zone coz
I do not sit on the phone
I get the shit in and then ghost
Broddi you know how it goes
I can tell you so much shit
I might bag a whole brick in her house
But the bitch can't hold my shit
And she don't ever moan yeah I know
But that's only coz she know my shit
I might move it out her best friends yard
Real talk true you know my ting
You know my ting
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
More time I'm whizzing round tryna get it
I ain't got time, best forget it
All this food I gotta push
I don't need no push
Know my lines on the pillow any time that I'm pressing
This is for my homies that be topping up their phone
And all their gonna do is call cats with their credit
This is for my homies that be serving them balls
And this times manna man have never played tennis
I can tell you so much shit
Might bag a whole brick in her house
But the bitch can't hold my shit
And she don't ever moan yeah I know
But that's only coz she know my shit
I might move it out her best friends yard
Real talk true you know my ting
You know my ting
Yeah