Lil Kayla, wassup?
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Thought I had me a real nigga, that was cap
Just made a call to the streets, bitch, I'm back
My old jawns tapping in like, where you at?
One call, one tap, that nigga face up in my lap
11:11, God, send a nigga with them racks
Don't really like scammers, I want the nigga flippin' packs
And hoes always talking 'bout Kayla this and Kayla that
But did you tell them hoes how Kayla never gave your nigga back?
Bitch, yesterday's nigga, he is not today's nigga
If you coming, come correct, nigga, have that pay wit' you
I don't want no lil pup, gotta have some age with him
All my niggas Tyler Perry 'cause I'm making plays with 'em, ayy
Shoutout my bro, he a real gravedigga
You won't catch him in no pic with no bitch, he hate Insta
'Bout me, fuck your politics so don't play, nigga
Couple bitches still mad 'cause I was fucking they nigga
Please excuse me, baby, that's the old me
But when my nigga got fucked, nobody came and told me
It's fair game with niggas, all these bitches ever showed me
And you came up to scold me so baby, let it go please
Anyways, finna go with dude up on a dinner date
I'm at Mastro's eating salmon, Ion really get with steaks
Really, I just want some money, get my lil pussy ate
And Ion really got a type, be out here doing anything
Look, this nigga been chasing me for years, Michael Myers
I keep telling niggas that I love them, I'm a liar
I don't hit them stores no more lil baby, I'm retired
But you call my phone if you looking for a buyer
Move around, get your ass popped like a tire
I won't break a nail, my niggas murder for hire
Drip down, Dior, Balenci for the attire
I keep a play up, still getting checks from empire