Lyrics Raw - MaKalani

Ay man, dawg

Call my cousin Plain Jane but she ain't plain at all
Smoking good cookie, but the milk taste like alcohol
Grand on me, more comin' soon but I just gotta ball
Fuck your mixtape, bitch I don't wanna hear you rap at all

Bitch I rock fuckin' fitted's but I don't cap at all
All that dick sucking in the cut you need to knock it off
Bitch I need more than foreplay to get my rocket off
Meet me at the top of Lani Worrld, bitch I am the boss

D-D-Doggybone hit his first blunt and he was trippin' out
Murder on the scene, boy, you need to check your whereabouts
Dripped out, first thing I do is pull my camera out
Money out, first thing I'll do is pull the lamb out

Take off, fly high, come back, land down
AR, blick him, headshot, man down (Hot, hot)
All this fire in me need to cool down
Not a killer but I feel a gotta keep a tool now

M-M-MaKalani in this bitch, nice to meet you
Jazz player, singing for the blues, money green too
She givin' 'lil kid vibes, she through
Niggas really scared for me to blow, well this a preview

Punch em' in his jaw, boy you can get your ass beat too
Snot runnin' from this rap shit I got the heat flu
Even with my contacts off you niggas see through
Niggas specialize in dick suckin' like they need to

Fuck around and pimp slap a nigga like I'm Will Smith (Oh wow)
Hunnid dollars bills with some blue strips
Damn, I den blew a couple thou but I'm still lit
Even if I took a fuckin' L bitch I still win

Brody got a bruised lip for them loose lips
Got this rap shit in a chokehold, I can't lose grip
Always had the sweetest fit on my school trips
Bitch I'm dipped in water now I'm sinking in a cruise ship, bitch

(Yea, title track nigga)

(Fuck you talm 'bout)