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by

Kelvin Jones


[Intro: Kelvin]
Ya see.. Cause I'm from the 404 they assume I'm forbidden from hiphop
Fortunately my metaphors force you to consider this my forte
Therefore im here forever... even at 14 .. I ..

[Kelvin]
Foresaw sh*t i can't afford yet
Winnings what im fit for i will never forfeit
'fore that runnin LSU like Fournette
4$ound b*tch times tRoy dont forget
Yo sh*t wack dont record that
Rod rocking sh*t that ain't even in the store yet

[Rod$ta]
Preme headband just to let him know I'm on deck
Females acting sad cause they ain't with the boy yet
These n*ggas ain't bossing
They broke they ain't really flossing
Damn right we saucing
We on spaceship Ty Lawson

[Kelvin]
Power like I'm Austin , membership gold
Get in my game mode soon as that b*tch load
When I drop my album know that baby gettin sold
Started getting my money so my baby getting bold

[Rod$ta]
Started getting money now my wallet won't fold
Cut that bullsh*t cause that sh*t is getting old
You gotta long nose all them lies gettin told
Momma get ready cause we gonna have a load

[Kelvin]
f*cking with my white boys and my latin dudes n*gga
ATL fam and my Baton Rouge n*ggas
'Boy you can't rap' see i had to prove n*ggas
Couldn't keep up so I had to lose n*ggas

[Hook: Rod$ta and Kelvin]
I wish I chose not to sin
My moment again
I am the air these girls gone bend
I'm on my wave
I'm on my wave
I'm on my wave
You with the trend
Polo sweatpants cause they comfy! Aye
n*ggas falling off humpty dumpty! Aye
She think she the popo tryna cuff me! Aye
I stepped in yo function yall are lucky! Aye
Dont trust me, that mason jar so musty
My blondie broad so busty, tRoy in this b*tch they must be

[Rod$ta]
Yo Kelv why these n*ggas hating?
Eyes bloodshot red yeah they on Satan
Man I done killed em all now they probating
Girls like it when I smile wrist colgating

[Kelvin]
Rod stop f*cking hoes other n*ggas dating
Better chill, n*ggas shooting like they play for Creighton
I'm going dumb I think my motherf*cking brain vacant
They took me to the doc like we have an insane patient

[Rod$ta]
Bro f*ck allat!
They shoot we bussing back
Now thats a fact!
White hoes in a line now thats some crack
We blow em back!

[Kelvin]
Are you on crack?
I'm Jesse Owens.. I stay on track
Blacked out rims, blacked out trunk
Frat house party, blacked out drunk

[Rod$ta]
Ion know this girl but she wanna f*ck
But I ain't that dumb so thats no luck
These hoes tryna catch a n*gga slipping
I stayed strapped with gold the olympics
Can't f*ck with yo plug cause he skimping
Yo hurt girls walkin round bro they limping

[Hook: Rod$ta and Kelvin]
I wish I chose not to sin
My moment again
I am the air these girls gone bend
I'm on my wave
I'm on my wave
I'm on my wave
You with the trend
Polo sweatpants cause they comfy! Aye
n*ggas falling off humpty dumpty! Aye
She think she the popo tryna cuff me! Aye
I stepped in yo function yall are lucky! Aye
Dont trust me, that mason jar so musty
My blondie broad so busty, tRoy in this b*tch they must be

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