Lyrics Are You On? - Kam-Bu
Are
you
on
ten
yet?
Have
you
made
friends
yet?
Go
get
them
M′s
then,
money's
still
pendin′
I
swear
they're
pretending
I
just
extend
it
Grip
it
and
bend
it
Do
it
like
Becks
did,
I
can't
let
them
check
this
My
wave
is
stupendous
Now
they
look
stressed
I
don′t
have
to
flex
I
do
this
with
gang
I
speak
with
my
chest,
I
have
the
finesse
Now
they
look
stressed
I
don′t
have
to
flex
I
do
this
with
gang
I
speak
with
my
chest,
I
have
the
finesse
Look,
are
you
on
ten
yet?
Have
you
made
friends
yet
or
you
got
a
trophy
Or
you
like
spendin'
cash
Do
you
really
know
by
your
friends
from
the
foe
Big
city
lies
but
they′re
blind
from
the
smoke
I
don't
really
know
but
I
know
by
the
show
Bust
gon′
fingers
every
time
I
spoke
Fuckin'
done
deal,
I
ain′t
never
gettin'
broke
Fuckin'
John
Tinsah
I
hear
him
with
a
bow
L,
hold
that,
sniff
it
in
your
nose
Hell
no,
Stephanie
froze,
Michelle
bangs
like
sticks
and
pose
She
just
wanna
whine
and
shine
that
glow
Haffi
take
time,
I′m
slidin′
slow
In
and
they're
fighting,
hiding
bro
I
don′t
really
like
them
sides,
I'll
go
′Cause
money
haffi
make
like
rides
who
go
on
a
Sunday
Where
your
mum
stay,
flow
stay
jumpy
Bad
girls
love
me
Dumb
flings,
fuck
up
bar,
one
lane
Never
stay
comfy,
look
in
or
lunge,
bae
That's
a
quick
new
show
where
the
funds
stay
Have
you
made
friends
yet?
Go
get
them
M′s
then,
money's
still
pendin'
I
swear
they′re
pretending
I
just
extend
it
Grip
it
and
bend
it
Do
it
like
Becks
did
Now
they
look
stressed
I
don′t
have
to
flex
I
do
this
with
gang
I
speak
with
my
chest,
I
have
the
finesse
Have
you
made
friends
yet?
Go
get
them
M's
then,
money′s
still
pendin'
I
swear
they′re
pretending
I
just
extend
it
Grip
it
and
bend
it
Do
it
like
Becks
did
Now
they
look
stressed
I
don't
have
to
flex
I
do
this
with
gang
I
speak
with
my
chest,
I
have
the
finesse
Yo,
stick
′em
up
Stick
'em
up,
stick
'em
up
If
I
shoot
I
can′t
miss,
that
precision
stuff
Now
my
weed
and
my
money
come
in
bigger
clumps
First
they
love
you,
they
hate
you
It′s
written
once
I
refuse
to
succomb
to
this
pissin'
pot
I′ve
been
feelin'
different
ever
since
the
videos
dropped
I
need
seem
O′s
and
my
ring
need
a
bigger
rock
I
need
a
home
and
my
whip
need
a
bigger
lot
I
want
my
kids
to
have
share,
I
cannot
think
of
what
Small
me
(you
know
what
I
mean?)
I
know
they
wore
my
crown
but
it's
too
high
Fix
your
screw
face
bro,
fix
your
screw
eyes
Or
you
mad
′cause
you
couldn't
get
the
stew
right
We're
gon′
bag
him
man,
I
only
came
with
two
guys
Don′t
be
fooled
by
the
friends,
we
still
do
crime
If
I
had
to
put
in
work,
I
would
do
time
Bought
the
sauce
like
I'm
meant
to
Getting
scores
like
I′m
emerald,
just
to
make
my
ends
move
'Cause
they
didn′t
want
to
meet,
I
resent
you
When
your
pockets
only
fill
like
your
legs
do
Pressure
on
your
mental,
do
it
like
the
press
do
Hope
they
don't
arrest
you,
always
bring
your
best
tools
Any
why′s
the
man
that
you're
next
to
bettin'
on
your
next
move
If
I
had
to
drill,
I′d
be
dead
too
Are
you
on
ten
yet?
Have
you
made
friends
yet?
Go
get
them
M′s
then,
money's
still
pendin′
I
swear
they're
pretending
I
just
extend
it
Grip
it
and
bend
it
Do
it
like
Becks
did,
I
can′t
let
them
check
this
My
wave
is
stupendous
Now
they
look
stressed
I
don't
have
to
flex
I
do
this
with
gang
I
speak
with
my
chest,
I
have
the
finesse
Now
they
look
stressed
I
don′t
have
to
flex
I
do
this
with
gang
I
speak
with
my
chest,
I
have
the
finesse
Onto
the
next
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