Helmut Land
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
Helmut Land
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
I'm fire, they pussy
She know it's ice, she lookin'
Put it inside and push it
Your life, I took it
Nigga the mic, I took it
Don't need no knife or bullet
Don't mind, I'm cookin'
These niggas liars, some rookies
Niggas is high on cookies
Stylish hoodie
She know she mine, she goodie
Beat it all night, I'm bully
I'm far from gang
I ain't need bores or shanks
My nigga you talk get slapped
I showed dem man
They took it all and ran
My nigga you brought it back
She gawk and gag
She want a smaller back- damn
She want dem corsets akh
Don't force it man
These niggas are more than mad
Like me on the Forbes' list? Mad
I'm young, I'm lit
I just be upping my figs
I'm tryna get under your bitch
She suckin' and shit like
I roll up the grub ina spliff like
Ash on her head and she pissed
My nigga I'm him
I'm tellin' these niggas I'm next up
Chat and i come for your neck blud
Needing the bread
Baguettes in a ton of Pateks
And chains like I'm under arrest cunt
Helmut Land
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
We going up and the opps suicidal
Hits over and over again
Saidō
Whips
We shot a film in a Benz
Told you that we got a Sprinter
Tour in the winter
She wanna bring all her friends
Swag
You ain't never seen nothin' like it
Seen a couple man try buy it
They can't resist
They couldn't fight it
I'm on her ribs
Then duck out in silence
Steppin' two years on the block
If I'm rocking with him then you know he's on-
Violence
She wanna touch on my-
Thought you had a golden girl?
But they call me Midas
Hop on the wave
Now I got ?
Spent like 40k on my-
Spent like 40k on my child
I ain't even got no kids but
Look at man looking up to big Ciel
Sellout Ciel?
Remember, I ain't even seen an L in a while
Helmut Land
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
Helmut Land
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
USE 2 IT (feat. ketcomma & Ciel) Video (MV)
Performed By: Shai Soul
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: Ketamine Commander, Khyri Barr, Fin Johnbaptiste
Shai Soul - USE 2 IT (feat. ketcomma & Ciel) Lyrics
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Helmut Land
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
Helmut Land
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
I'm fire, they pussy
She know it's ice, she lookin'
Put it inside and push it
Your life, I took it
Nigga the mic, I took it
Don't need no knife or bullet
Don't mind, I'm cookin'
These niggas liars, some rookies
Niggas is high on cookies
Stylish hoodie
She know she mine, she goodie
Beat it all night, I'm bully
I'm far from gang
I ain't need bores or shanks
My nigga you talk get slapped
I showed dem man
They took it all and ran
My nigga you brought it back
She gawk and gag
She want a smaller back- damn
She want dem corsets akh
Don't force it man
These niggas are more than mad
Like me on the Forbes' list? Mad
I'm young, I'm lit
I just be upping my figs
I'm tryna get under your bitch
She suckin' and shit like
I roll up the grub ina spliff like
Ash on her head and she pissed
My nigga I'm him
I'm tellin' these niggas I'm next up
Chat and i come for your neck blud
Needing the bread
Baguettes in a ton of Pateks
And chains like I'm under arrest cunt
Helmut Land
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
We going up and the opps suicidal
Hits over and over again
Saidō
Whips
We shot a film in a Benz
Told you that we got a Sprinter
Tour in the winter
She wanna bring all her friends
Swag
You ain't never seen nothin' like it
Seen a couple man try buy it
They can't resist
They couldn't fight it
I'm on her ribs
Then duck out in silence
Steppin' two years on the block
If I'm rocking with him then you know he's on-
Violence
She wanna touch on my-
Thought you had a golden girl?
But they call me Midas
Hop on the wave
Now I got ?
Spent like 40k on my-
Spent like 40k on my child
I ain't even got no kids but
Look at man looking up to big Ciel
Sellout Ciel?
Remember, I ain't even seen an L in a while
Helmut Land
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
Helmut Land
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
Helmut Land
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
I'm fire, they pussy
She know it's ice, she lookin'
Put it inside and push it
Your life, I took it
Nigga the mic, I took it
Don't need no knife or bullet
Don't mind, I'm cookin'
These niggas liars, some rookies
Niggas is high on cookies
Stylish hoodie
She know she mine, she goodie
Beat it all night, I'm bully
I'm far from gang
I ain't need bores or shanks
My nigga you talk get slapped
I showed dem man
They took it all and ran
My nigga you brought it back
She gawk and gag
She want a smaller back- damn
She want dem corsets akh
Don't force it man
These niggas are more than mad
Like me on the Forbes' list? Mad
I'm young, I'm lit
I just be upping my figs
I'm tryna get under your bitch
She suckin' and shit like
I roll up the grub ina spliff like
Ash on her head and she pissed
My nigga I'm him
I'm tellin' these niggas I'm next up
Chat and i come for your neck blud
Needing the bread
Baguettes in a ton of Pateks
And chains like I'm under arrest cunt
Helmut Land
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
We going up and the opps suicidal
Hits over and over again
Saidō
Whips
We shot a film in a Benz
Told you that we got a Sprinter
Tour in the winter
She wanna bring all her friends
Swag
You ain't never seen nothin' like it
Seen a couple man try buy it
They can't resist
They couldn't fight it
I'm on her ribs
Then duck out in silence
Steppin' two years on the block
If I'm rocking with him then you know he's on-
Violence
She wanna touch on my-
Thought you had a golden girl?
But they call me Midas
Hop on the wave
Now I got ?
Spent like 40k on my-
Spent like 40k on my child
I ain't even got no kids but
Look at man looking up to big Ciel
Sellout Ciel?
Remember, I ain't even seen an L in a while
Helmut Land
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
Helmut Land
Undercover
Brand new bitch
Put her under cover
Left her for another
She getting used tonight
Bitches come in lines
Yeah I'm used to that
Writer: Ketamine Commander, Khyri Barr, Fin Johnbaptiste
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid