Kinte lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm a trap n*gga like Trey
I keep a blick on me all day
I shoot a b*tch n*gga, [?]
Tight ass clothes, I think that he gay
He wearing them rigs but they is a wrap
He so ass, [?]
I'm shooting at heads, the f*ck is a vest
Shooting the referee like Steph, yeah
They know Snackrunner's the best, yeah
Fly to LA, private jet, yeah
They really do not want smoke cause I pull up wit' choppas, aim at your neck, yeah
Renegade [?] I guess, yeah
Choppa hit you in the chest, yeah
n*gga said pull up, pull up, pull up
[?] That boy like a [?]

[Verse]
Aye, I'm finna pop that lil' boy likе a perc, perc, perc
SD rounds finna hurt, hurt, hurt
Drakе put you in the dirt, dirt, dirt
Is that boy winning? (No)
Am I up? (Yeah)
Just copped a mo'f*ckin' check
FN rounds coming for his neck
FN rounds finna end his life
[?]
Step up n*gga, I know you won't try
Come around gay n*gga, you might die
n*gga why is you wearing Northface
FN, these bullets sliding at your face
Lil' n*gga this ain't your place
Coming up, n*ggas running like a race
[Chorus]
I'm a trap n*gga like Trey
I keep a blick on me all day
I shoot a b*tch n*gga, [?]
Tight ass clothes, I think that he gay
He wearing them rigs but they is a wrap
He so ass, [?]
I'm shooting at heads, the f*ck is a vest
Shooting the referee like Steph, yeah
They know Snackrunner's the best, yeah
Fly to LA, private jet, yeah
They really do not want smoke cause I pull up wit' choppas, aim at your neck, yeah
Renegade [?] I guess, yeah
Choppa hit you in the chest, yeah
n*gga said pull up, pull up, pull up
[?] That boy like a [?]