Kung Pao

Lyrics

[Intro] Bitch, Dog Shit Militia [Chorus] Plain for my bitch, but for me it's bustdown Couldn't fuck her then, why she wanna fuck now? Ten on my neck, Cartis was a touchdown We ain't do no talkin', all he heard was gun sounds Like fah fah fah, one down Tryna pull flyin' P's of that Kung Pao Thought our choppers long, told my hoes I'm up now Give him my Balencis, he couldn't walk one mile [Verse 1] Gave a bitch my Cartis, so she see the game plan In my city you can't touch me, I'm a fuckin' made man You can't trust a ho for shit, 'd probably fuck your main man Niggas hate the way I'm shinin', should invest in Ray Bans I got guap I'm tryna spend, I got blocks I'm tryna spin I'm so fuckin' MIA, my fans keep askin' where I've been? Drug takin' losses, all a nigga wanna do is win Why the fuck I'm rockin' Christian if my life so full of sin? All a nigga want is money, so you know I'm stackin' 'til the end I'm tryna get it in, R.I.P my kin [Chorus] Plain for my bitch, but for me it's bustdown Couldn't fuck her then, why she wanna fuck now? Ten on my neck, Cartis was a touchdown We ain't do no talkin', all he heard was gun sounds Like fah fah fah, one down Tryna pull flyin' P's of that Kung Pao Thought our choppers long, told my hoes I'm up now Give him my Balencis, he couldn't walk one mile [Verse 2] I can take him to the water, but can't make a nigga drink Bae, you know my money blue, but tell me, is that pussy pink? Me and rackies go together, that's my motherfuckin' stink My rockets by me then you [?], what the fuck these niggas think? I got racks I ain't even touched yet Bitch want some bundles, we ain't even fucked yet Was down now I'm up, guess that's why they upset On the sunrise, chase a bag 'til the sunset I ain't never need no ho, but need them fuckin' bands, though [?] said [?], the chopper that we been though If you reachin' for my diamonds, paint you up like Van Gogh It's a dirty game, I can never let my hands show [Chorus] Plain for my bitch, but for me it's bustdown Couldn't fuck her then, why she wanna fuck now? Ten on my neck, Cartis was a touchdown We ain't do no talkin', all he heard was gun sounds Like fah fah fah, one down Tryna pull flyin' P's of that Kung Pao Thought our choppers long, told my hoes I'm up now Give him my Balencis, he couldn't walk one mile [Outro] Bitch, Dog Shit Militia