Drake - KMT lyrics

(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 sh** 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 b**hes 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 sh**, 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