PradaTaee - Kentucky Love freestyle (feat. Quapo) Lyrics

Brown skin with a b
Brown skin wanna ... f*ck
2 brown skins with a white girl
Call them Oreo
Just bought a new stick
To hit the opps with
But the mask on that's a case close
I think I love this bitch
Yeah, she do whatever I say so
If I step 9 times outta 10
My brothers come without a say so
I know I said 9 but 1 the driver
Up the green light but he can't go
When it come to war I feel like Leonidas
I know some real killers and some real scammers
Standing right behind me
200 in a cat getting head while I'm driving
Almost crash the whip
You should see how this bitch go
Yeah, she really trifling
I ain't gone lie to you
I kinda like it, yeah
Mean I really do
F*ck
I just got mad at my brother
He was f*cking the pape up
Light skin, bad as hell
She don't need no makeup
My white girl from Florida
She look like a Barbie, she got a fake butt
I just put my bitch in a Prada bag
And she from Kentucky
Tried to put niggas on but they was scared
So they ain't got no money
Really nonchalant, Ion really say much
You a worker or a boss
Yeah, you take pay cuts
Better listen while I'm talking, aye
Shut up
Sit your ass down and put your face up
She bout to eat a nigga
I can't make this up
But I don't really be with niggas
John Cena with this rap shit
They can't see a nigga
It's Prada before Taee
Cause that's how they see a nigga
Baggies for the low
25 an 8th
Now they call me Prada
Yeah, they used to call me King Taee
This Drac can shut a nigga up
You better watch what you say
Yeah, my girl calling
But I'm chilling with my bae
Kept on punching for this prada
Thought I was beefing with my name
Bitch is drinking my cup
I'm a drink sipper
Took a nigga bitch past her back
That's a flea flicker (quapo)
Bitch suck dick
But he kiss her
Man, that bitch pussy fire
I got a heat sensor
Bitch think big cause we need bigger
How you make the bitch bleed
Then bleed with her
Make a nigga go to sleep
When I pop a 30
Ask that bitch what the f*ck she say
Like I almost hurt her
Bitch had a baby
But it died
And she still fertile
Pussy squirt
But the bitch slow
I'ma call it squirtle
These niggas
These niggas
These niggas speak on my name
They should write a journal
Heard the opps making rumors
Them is not no murders
Niggas think he him
But he not
He is not no person
When I put my name on it
I'ma write in cursive
Bitch, you show is
Ugly like the color purple
I just heard a fiend in the dark
Nigga, I'm not eternal
Bitch try to play me
I don't play it cool
How the f*ck you win
January artists, April fools
Bitch broke
She just sold her pussy for a plate of food
Plate of food
Speaking down on my name
That's what haters do
She didn't wanna get no money
So I made her do it
Wonder why she chose up
Add some flavor to it
I can make a fat
Bitch, heart beat
Bitch, don't call shotgun
You get the car seat
Birdbrain, bitch
You got a smart beak
She ain't been down and around
It been a hard week
Tryna get this bitch some games
So she part me
Me and Lotto with some ratchet hoes
It's a two piece
How the f*ck you thick
With no ass
She had loose jeans
B-A-Y-M-E-R
I get moon swings
Got a line on the fend
With her dope fiends
Bitch suck dick
So good
Lost her nose ring
I just want some chicken
From this whole thing
Think she like hot dogs
Cause she don't link
How the f*ck this bitch
Just thump down
Got cold feet
You the type of nigga
Say match her with no weed
Selling crack on the corner
With no fiends
If I don't get a sniff
Of my brick
You gotta nose bleed
You gotta nose bleed