Songtexte KALIII BABY! - D!on

Why is everybody fucking talking about me
I told em tread lightly
These bitches push they luck, but just like crabs They get no cheese
I serve the block, I'm not an opp, but still
No fiends
I'm kinda thick, could rip the fit, but it's
No jeans
It's Dee the diva and this another one
Khaled baby
If this your reign, then it's a numbered one
Count 'em baby
I'm not a threat, then what you running from
Coward baby
Said you could host, I'm in ya area
Kaliii Baby

I want the
Denim jacket then gabbana the shoe.
I get, mad blues, don't leave these bitches a clue
Know if I step up in the ghost I make these niggas say boo.
BOO
You ain't as bad as me.
Know I'm first if you was ever in the class with me.
I know these bitches probably hate me cuz I spit with conviction
Honor rolled, but when I speak up it always get me detention
I'm servsafe, know I make crack in the kitchen, they better watch where they pitchin,
Listen
I ain't like them, taught em on preface I'm different.
Bring a thermometer, than temp em
He get prepped with the chickens
Don't need to preheat, cuz my burners you'll feel em
I son em all, they my children
He acting Bhad, then you know imma Phil em
I speak truth, they got no choice but to feel him.
lend an ear to me
LISTEN
I'm main protagonist, in a room full of villains.
You ain't gone pop shit
They love D'VA, fuck the gossip
Rapper's digest, imma always be the topic.

Why is everybody fucking talking about me
I told em tread lightly
These bitches push they luck, but just like crabs They get no cheese
I serve the block, I'm not an opp, but still
No fiends
I'm kinda thick, could rip the fit, but it's
No jeans
It's Dee the diva and this another one
Khaled baby
If this your reign, then it's a numbered one
Count 'em baby
I'm not a threat, then what you running from?
Coward baby
Said you could host, I'm in ya area
Kaliii Baby

Cali
Valley
In the hills, Miley
I can't stop by Dreamville records, cuz they WILL sign me
You ain't sitting at my table, less you read, Jada
Talking shit, but you can't pen it, choke on lead, hater
Chop it up with JID, and ask him how you do that
Flow so crazy, all these niggas wanna steal that
Ya'll ain't got no drive?
Nigga where ya wheel at?
Jersey imma kill this nigga
Where his will at
I got niggas in New York and I got niggas from Compton
Grew up in timbs, so its tradition, make sure he stomped in
Jersey nigga running amuck on all them niggas from Stockton
Bout that static, pick the Patek, then I pretend to be shocked
And I go shopping, pick the beef, make sure it's primed out.
Know that's I'm ticking, when I blow you niggas timed out
Know I'm the profit or the prophet and my time now.
Y'all better calm down
Y'all better calm down

Why is everybody fucking talking about me
I told em tread lightly
These bitches push they luck, but just like crabs They get no cheese
I serve the block, I'm not an opp, but still
No fiends
I'm kinda thick, could rip the fit, but it's
No jeans
It's Dee the diva and this another one
Khaled baby
If this your reign, then it's a numbered one
Count 'em baby
I'm not a threat, then what you running from?
Coward baby
Said you could host, I'm in ya area
Kaliii Baby