Kelly Olynyk

Lyrics
[Intro] (Depo made this bitch) Nigga, bro'll shoot the whole— [Verse] Bro'll shoot the whole scene, Laced Visuals All I had to say to hit your bitch was eight syllables How she blow my clarinet, thought she had eight tentacles Why he talkin' big money if his wage minimal? Send a nigga home, but we ain't principals Competition with the DSM, it ain't winnable I might throw your ho in Christian, but she ain't biblical When I run a check up, it ain't clinical [Verse 2] Bitch, I'll rob a nigga for his 9, what the Helly? I'm tryna slam dunk it, baby, I don't jelly Her skin light, but the ass heavy I bet she let me bone off the Skelly Shootin' like Olenic, I just caught an opp on Kelly Shit, it ain't no tellin' what your ho did at the tele Bet the glitchy turn a nigga noodles to spaghetti I'm so fuckin' locked in with the plug, they think we cellies He can't put no lulu on that but your nigga petty Tryna get a slice, she got more cake than Little Debbie I ain't even vote, but I might go and drop the presi' I might spend that bready for a lil' heady Hmm, alright, alright [Verse 3] Lag switchy hit his system, he gon' disconnect Catch him sailin' on my wave and make him hit the deck Doin' tricks to get the bone from me, your bitch a pit Rockin' foreign, need a passport when I'm gettin' dressed Funny I'm the one with button, but he gettin' pressed He had a lil' heart until them bitches hit his chest Tryna set the play on me, I bet I intercept I might tell a ho I'm him, huh, in the flesh [Verse 4] Mike Amiris with the bones, you could see my metatarsals Boy, I wouldn't cuff that lil' ho if I was head of marshals Tell a bitch she got my whole heart, but that shit hella partial VVSs, you look at my wrist, you gon' see hella sparkles Like bitch, bling blaow Chinese V, got brodie in here yellin' "Ni hao" I'll pull up with that Drake Bell, this bitch ring loud Boy, stop sayin' you a pit, you can't even growl Model bitch keep tryna blow my whistle, I ain't even foul Boy, the places I be blowin' money you couldn't browse It ain't nothin' funny if you broke, you better not even smile How I killed the pussy, bitch tryna take me to trial [Outro] Dog Shit Militia Gang, bitch Straight like that I'm out this bitch, man
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- Prod. by Depo