Kana

Lyrics

[Hook] Feel like Jet Li when I kick shit, uh Speaker Knockerz when I mix it up Leave a nigga in the ditch, uh She told me, "Give me your heart, let me fix it," uh I told her, "Never, baby, I can't love..." [Intro] We missed you, Faygo Oh my God, it's Toonz [Verse] Something ain't real (Okay), no, I can't chill (Yeah) They say they want the old me back, you know what's the deal 'Cause we got real ties with them shooters on the south side Yeah, them slugs hot, your boyfriend can't take my spot Can't give love man she a thot, play around, we spin the block (Blick) Play around, we on your ass, you lovin' that ho knowin' that won't last Gettin' money, I need it, ayy, give me that kitty, baby, I'm gon' beat it up (Blick) Yeah, my tooly tucked, fuck that shit, baby, I can't trust I be geeking off them drugs, why did I show you love? (Woah) Why did I show you me? You took an F&N and you made me bleed We don't even feel these niggas We just know how to kill these niggas These niggas hate me in my city, yeah OG say I can't even chill with these niggas Play around, I'ma up that blicky, yeah Gunshot, gotta bang, gotta steel these niggas And that gas, I'm smoking on sticky, yeah And my new bitch, she picky, yeah Bitch got me feeling iffy I ain't wanna have to do a nigga like Ricky, yeah (Yeah) Knew i still had it in me, yeah And I ain't never going nowhere Lil Faygo run infinity, yeah You know I get this bag and show me up Go ahead, pop your shit What make him think he topping shit When 12 can't even stop this shit Whole lotta money, whole lotta blicks (Woah, woah) Feel like Jet Li when I kick shit, uh Speaker Knockerz when I mix it up Leave a nigga in the ditch, uh (Yeah) She told me, "Give me your heart, let me fix it," uh I told her, "Never, baby, I can't love" She said to give me your trust (Yeah) Baby got me going nuts And this ain't love, this is lust (Nah, nah, nah, nah) [Outro] Something ain't real (Okay), no, I can't chill (Yeah) They say they want the old me back, you know what's the deal 'Cause we got real ties with them shooters on the south side Yeah, them slugs hot, your boyfriend can't take my spot Can't get love if she a thot, play around, we spin the block