Y2 - Kitana

Wasn't nervous I was peaking feel like Dante
Bitches always got a reason I was skeamin' on em all day
Told my Yella hold the can for me then popped a Yerba Matte
I was parked whip zip lit up chest like Tony Starks mane
Oo
Still on they head like shampoo
Muddy no bottles in booth
Ain't on my level why stoop
Fuck her then share her like Swoops
Two can games peep the coupe
That ain't no drip that's a Droop
Huh bitch what's that shit you just said?
Still on my dick ain't choo done yet?
That broke shit goin' in one ear
Pay me or I think we done here
Pull up in Scorpion come here
Choppa Kitana who want it?
Hit wit that tha-tha-tha-thrukin
Hammer didn't come wit no tool kit
Stay in that pussy like douches
Beat it then throw her the deuces

Momma
On my momma
On my momma
On my momma
Momma
On my momma
On my momma
On my momma
Kitana Kitana Kitana Kitana
Kitana Kitana Kitana Tana

Fuck is you telling me I know you smelling me
Dior sprayed on my pajamas
Royal like Heinous every time I ride
At least one queen on me thick as Taja
You are no Jadebug why is you bugging
Unless you go down like La Bamba
You should admire me I'm the new Marshall in town
Like Amari a monster
And Ami
Edamame
I'm goin' dummy
Like Ricky Bobby
Who's ya daddy?
I'm in ya belly
Rowland like Kelly
On yo head Sally's
Boy I got all the hoes
Check all of those
Portfolios
Cornholios
I'm in my fuckin' bag
Like dipping' Doritos
I'm still that nigga tho
Fuck did you think it was?
Nigga
Jumping out the gym think I reincarnated Vince
Whippin dat new bitch out wit her tits out in advance
Kick my feet up in that box still got Thai's when I land
Ask so fuckin' brand new really can't remember them
Don't count these by ones just hunnids, 50's, 20's, 10's
Driver do it for me FaceTime look momma no hands
I stay rocking coats cuz I was always in the Trench
I make shit look easy make it hard for you to win
Only 6 figures and up bitch make that shit make sense
Don't call me next year talk to my secretary then
I wake up to money I got tired of making friends
Luka drop that's 8 off top or it's off witcha head

Momma
On my momma
On my momma
On my momma
Momma
On my momma
On my momma
On my momma
Kitana Kitana Kitana Kitana
Kitana Kitana Kitana Tana

Written by:
Jason Robinson

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