Ham Bome & Jijo Prods - Kelsey Grammer (feat. Geechi Liberachy) Lyrics

I don't need her anymore, I'm alright, okay
And you know I'ma ride for the squad, alright okay
Alright, okay
Catch a vibe, okay
Feel like it's golden state how the young niggas shootin' this shit all around my way
Comin' from the ocean state
No wonder why they ride my wave, better find your bae
Got a hundred drum in the K and your mans just dropped your pin, put a dot on your head
Kick in the door with it pointed, as soon as I see the movement everybody be dead
Yeah, I'm reppin' the fifties
And so is my gun, we'll be twinnin'
You know how we get it in son
Confidence heavy, 'cause ain't none 'em f*ckin' with me
And you know I ain't goin' for none
Talkin' shit like it is on you
But you gotta get it, ain't nobody spinnin'
F*ck it, we stripped him for Benjis
All that I'm spittin', I'm livin'
All that I'm rollin', I'm smokin'
All of this drink, I be sippin'
I feel it hittin' my liver
You see the chain when it twinkle
I took his chain, 'cause it glisten
I had to rob a few niggas
I had to squabble with niggas
I know I'm a problem for niggas
F*cked 'round and double my digits
F*cked up and cut off some bitches
Catch a vibe, okay
Feel like it's golden state how the young niggas shootin' this shit all around my way
Comin' from the ocean state
No wonder why they ride my wave, better find your bae
Got a hundred drum in the K and your mans just dropped your pin, put a dot on your head
Kick in the door with it pointed, as soon as I see the movement everybody be dead
Came for the cash and the jewels
I don't care if it is yours, It is mine, okay
You know my name, so you know I'm always down for the robbery
Don't put me on video 'cause you know I gotta hide my face
I'm eatin' healthy
Pockets on heavy ass celery
I'm on a block and I'm servin' that Kelsey
Duckin' the shade and the fake
And raids and the jakes and I'm movin' so stealthy
I got the sauce, I don't need no spaghetti
I'm bringin' water, I need a new levy
I'm the big boss, I don't need a new level
Whip out the fire cause I'm needin' your bezel
A lot of these niggas be thinkin' they graves
But I tell them, dig it, just keep a new shovel
Lot of new tools, I'ma keep in the shed
Lot of new tools, I'ma keep for whatever
This llama tool it is stuck to your head
Best keep it cool, better keep it together
This energy, better keep it forever
Catch a vibe, okay
Feel like it's golden state how the young niggas shootin' this shit all around my way
Comin' from the ocean state
No wonder why they ride my wave, better find your bae
Got a hundred drum in the K and your mans just dropped your pin, put a dot on your head
Kick in the door with it pointed, as soon as I see the movement everybody be dead
Came for the cash and the jewels
I don't care if it is yours, It is mine, okay
You know my name, so you know I'm always down for the robbery
Don't put me on video 'cause you know I gotta hide my face
I don't even need anymore, I'm alright, okay
Ayy
This nigga K just squabblin' with a midget, meh
A whole midget, nigga
Pieced his shit the f*ck up, meh
Pieced this nigga-
He got his dick in a muffler
But that nigga pieced up a midget, meh
The midget pieced him back
This nigga K-
Lost some stripes, I ain't gon' hold you
The nigga got the paws put on this nigga by a motherf*ckin' dwarf, gang
Nigga put baby hands on this nigga
Wrists, ankles, hands
Waist
Maf*ckin'
It's lookin' bad, meh