Lyrics THANK VEEZE - Keaun

I pop out with intent to fuck this shit up
I need some women for me and my dawgs (dawg, dawg)
I won't mistreat 'em I'm loving these girls
Fell in love with one and gave gave her my all (yeah, yeah)
She ended up tellin me get off my dick
Had me on some shit in a war wit my heart (damn)
Attatched, but I'm breaking it off
The trap (trap) just game a call
The caine (caine) is all in ya broad
The fame (fame) in reach of my arm
I'm grabbing it just like her cat again, this for my savage
No drizzy but this for my dawg
She on some shit, she got out them drawls, yeah yeah (get out them drawls baby)
Nigga let's take this shit back, yeah
To the hollow when I had the sack, yeah

Back when I'd call my Albanian brudda
When he pull up he got the strap, yeah (grtt)
He got that shit you throw over ya shoulder
Cause that shit to big for ya hand, yea (grtt)
Damn, why is he saying that he want smoke?
With me and my friends? (fah! fah!)
Yeah, he tripping he a burning man
Soon as he run into me and my mans, yeah (fah! fah!)

Bands a make her dance (dance)
Her ass in my hand (yeah)
When I squeeze that muhhfucka it feel like a bag of jam (yeah, yeah)
I was selling dope at the start of instagram (no cap)
I had levelled up so much since then now I'm a businessman (nah no cap)
Yeah, my ideas of surprising a bitch is telling her ass I got a lil ass dick (mmm)
Then whipping out my shit (hahaha)
Talking bout just the tip (the tip)
Yeah, yeah
Niggas can't see me I'm John cena
Strong like Freiza and Vegeta (mmm)
I can go to Australia now, no visa (mmm)
Might say g'day when I see a lil diva
I love her ass, but I wanna hit that from the front cause imma leader (mmm)
Put her on the top floor, just to beat it
Ate it like roscoes, undefeated (mmm)
I took the top off like gunna on Jesus
I got that drive like Kelly no Regis (oou)

I been that nigga since I was a fetus (yeah)
Came out my mom with the swag believe it (yeah)
I'm hot, feel the burn like Usher
My life, took a turn like Tina (yeah, yeah)
My bitch, got her ass in Miami
Ain't wearing panties I call her Trina
Shawty got flavor we over seas and we, haha yeah

Taking these trips and shit
Staying high just like a blimp n shit
Keeping some hoes like a pimp n shit
They bagging me up like some chips n shit
I'm on ya girlfriend Christmas list
I might just go and grant her a lil wish (yeah, yeah)
I feel like Stephen cause when I shoot swish (swish)
I'm tryna score give a fuck bout assists (mmm)
I want some head give a fuck bout a kiss (mmm)
I want some bread give a fuck bout a bitch (yeah)
Lost track of my legs how I'm running this shit
Finding out by myself and I'm lit as it get
She found out bout herself when she fucked on my parter
Never take much to realize you ain't shit (damn!)
I had to come home and fuck up the summer
I'll stay for the winter cause I'm feeling brisk (damn!)
Cole, Just like J (like J)
I'm grown and having my way (okay)
I could keep running on this bitch but ion got time today, got time today

Yeah, yeah (ain't got time today)
Get off my dick lil bih, lil bih get off my dick
Yeah, get off my dick lil bih, lil bih get off my shhh