Drake

Drake - Kmt lyrics

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(Ness on the beat...)

Yeah

Okay, okay

Okay



Demons just got out the can

I get my dough in advance (yeah)

Love is just not in my plans

Not even taking a chance

Studio right in my yard

I'm doing ten in a week

How long I been on this streak?

Dream about work in my sleep

Okay, I got a lock on the streets

Shoutout to T.E.D. 3

And he brought it in 'cause of me

You don't know nothing 'bout me

Love for my bruddas is deep

Long as they all on they feet

Long as they pockets is grease (grease!)

I'm in the penthouse, but still living in suite

Yosalinda with the pen is so sweet (Mmmm!)

Taller in person, you see when we meet

I heard your new shit and I'm kissing my teeth

(Jheeze)



(Ness on the beat)

Yeah, ahhh

Bringing that dirty, dirty, bringing that certi

Mix it with the quick extension, ringing off thirty

I've got bitches and they're murky, swerving, looking all curvy

And you already know I love them breasts, looking all perky

Looking all Christmas gift-wrapped, looking all turkey

Spin jumped out the Ghost in a suit, looking all churchy

Fingers all itching, twitching, looking all jerky

Whippin' that white girl, cooking that Cersei

I'm just pushing that dark shit, pushing that charcoal

Now this is that big bag, this is Gustavo

Look at them jokers, look at that arsehole

Man are getting bread now, this is that hard dough

Clap man, dominant murder

I'm a black man, Government earner

Coulda just slapped man, but he wanted it further

Batman, da-da-da-da-na
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Language: English

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