Kung FU

Lyrics

[Intro] (Vanpoobah Beatz, baby) [Verse 1: TrDee] Chopstick kick him like it's kung fu Only 'cause he wanted clout, now he on Fox too Cold-ass world, gotta watch the ones around you I knew that we would blow, we was bound to She a bougie bitch, she keep on begging for a getaway Thinking how I run it up but I'm still not in shape Niggas see you winning and they start to feel some type of way Only catch me with Ben Franklins, I ain't got a bae He'll up that bitch and shoot it quick, Shawn Marion Only care about the green, vegetarian She gon' really fuck the gang for the experience Gang'll blow you like a Black, are you serious? All my opps jokes, they hilarious Used to hate on us, now we victorious Trackhawk, drive it like it's Fast & Furious How are you a shooter? Back in school you was the scariest [Verse 2: BabyTron] Moose Knuckle coat, I could've punched it but I spent a band Then went and spent another thousand on the belt and pants Skillet on the chop, he get away? I bet we melt his mans I can show you how to make a fifty with no helping hand I need some sealed Wockiki, where the Juice Man? 'Oop it to habibi, he gon' dunk that bitch with two hands I can make a hunnid off a CD or the new scams Hutch kit Fiji, next year gon' look like [?] Have my hitman walk you down, turn you 'round and face you ARP with the beam, boy, I ain't gotta chase you Bitch, I'm in the Striker with da Vinci, boy, he bound to paint you If you end up in the pen with unky, boy, he bound to shank you At the scam house, feel like Jerry, this the stackhouse Pulled a Lamb' out, cut the traction off and spaz out Three-five of some, shit, fuck, I might pass out Hunnid rounder knock him out the game like he lagged out [Verse 3: StanWill] She gon' do whatever off this Percocet 30 Busy day, I gotta fuck up Somerset early AR got a fifty, Glocky got the Steph Curry Spilled a pint of Quagen in the coupe and left the 'Vette dirty If it's on the floor, we sliding with them dirty mop sticks Exotic bullets, hit him with a .30-06 Used to have a sack, oh shit, heard he got blitzed Ain't no lick in here, this Solo cup got dirty Wock' mix She just told me that she love me, okay, cool, bitch Thirty in the Glocky, like some shit you can play pool with Baby gang be shooting, on his AAU shit I must be like Bill fucking Gates if you say you rich All these model bitches in my DMs, I'm so indecisive They ain't sucking dick up in the Scatty then them bitches hiking Swear to God if balling was a crime, I would've been indicted Ain't no limits when I shop, if I like the shit, I'll buy it [Outro] "I'll catch up with ya. I don't know when but I'll catch up. Every time you turn around expect to see me 'cause one time you'll turn around and I'll be there. I'm gonna kill ya, Matt"