Lud Foe - k** Sum lyrics

[Intro] We ridin', we slidin', we ridin', we slidin' We ridin', we slidin', we ridin', we slidin' [Verse 1] They say you can't k** what you don't see They lied, cause its money on yo head, so we gon' see I got dope for the blow tooters, we got Rugers We do drivebys off scooters, all of us ruthless I pistol whip him dead in his mouth, now he all toothless If ya opps don't k** you first, then we gon do it Watcha pull ya gun out for, if you ain't gon use it You can gamble with yo life, and you gon lose it Issa million ways you could, ima let you choose it Even though I know that I'm hard, I'm still gon prove it You think you can f** with me, you stuck on stupid b**h, I'd rather f** a check, you keep that coochie b**h, I feel like B.I.G, cause my sweater Coogi b**h I pop up out the cut like a Horror Movie f**in b**hes everyday, issa p**no movie I go to sleep on a hoe like a borin movie b**h I feel like Bob The Builder, with this big ol' toolie That n***a hatin cause he broke, he a big ol' goofy Put a hole in his head like a brand new koofie Homicide, red tape, wet him like Jacuzzi You play p**y and get fu*kED like a big ol' coochie Bankrolls in my Robyns, this a big ol' oohcie I a catch a body, ion need no molly I'm a hitter by myself, ion need nobody [Hook] p**y n***a k** sumn, n***a, drill sumn I go broke, ima steal sumn, ima steal sumn And that money, its gon still come, I get income All my shooters love to paint sh**, they'll peel sumn (2x) [Verse 2] I done felt so much pain, ion feel nun You ain't starve with me, you can't eat with me when that meal come I'll be the reason that yo doctor have to heal sumn Ima do it by myself, I know you gon tell sumn Feelin like the plumber man, n***a I a nail sumn And if ya talk the right price, I just might sell sumn Yo money change slow, it look like a snail comin Bullets rain on the top of yo head like hale comin f**ed his hoe, got her stuck to the bed, she still cuminn I'm rockin shows, soon as I hit the stage they yell for me She gon take the wave, yea, that b**h gon go to jail for me They won't get a day up out her, she know I got bail money I'm cookin DOPE, Mama walk in the kitchen, she smell sumn I call my shorties, they pull up in them vans, and bail for me Might be a check, I don't need you to open my mail for me You disrespect, b**h I'm squeezing this TEC at everybody [Hook] p**y n***a k** sumn, n***a, drill sumn I go broke, ima steal sumn, ima steal sumn And that money, its gon still come, I get income All my shooters love to paint sh**, they'll peel sumn (3x)