Coulda Been

(album: Who Am I? - 2023)

(And Kino, he, he magical on this shit)

You wanna fuck me right now, bitch? I'ma fuck your buddy
It could've been an AP, it could've been a Birk' bag, bitch, I'ma pipe your buddy (Burr, burr, it could've been us)
It could've been a big B, it could've been a six-three, crank up, pair, I'm buttoned (Crank up)
Could've been us, for real, with a house on the hill, now I'm fucking your cousin (Come here)
I brought the money machine out for hundred bag juugs, can't telling me nothing (Yeah)
You can tell the dope boys, I'm the grow god, they can't sell me nothing (Can't sell me nothin')
I hit your bitch, dawg, with my homeboys, you can't tell me nothing
Come get your bitch, dawg, I'm the landlord, you don't owe me nothing, yeah

Mr. Blue Benjamin, I put a switch on a fifty
Still got Wock' on my kidney
I went to Wafi, two hundred bands on a pendent
Longway still independent
If I had these bands, that when we riding with these spinners
Fifty ball at the dinner
And the lil' bitch, she bad, the BBL matching her titty
I jump in the pussy and greet her
The lil' bitch acidic, I ride on that dick like I'm Diddy
She ask for a Birkin, I sent her a fifty
Wockhardt dick, fuck up her kidney
I get it in mail and get it legitly
Gave her the curve and now she addicted (Cap)
She showed her a brick, she ask, can she sniff it
The Cuban link blue, but the president Rollie
She eating the dick like her last name Lewinsky
Longway, bitch, I been the trenches
Bitch take a sit on it, I'm twenty four inches (Trap, trap)
We spin back to back on the back
Got 'em raising them money, they signing petitions (We got it)
She asked for a BBL, I'm a trap nigga, spent a brick on her titties (On a BBL)
I'm a real trap nigga, when I beat it up, pull out, I nut on her titties (Uh)
Longway, bitch

You wanna fuck me right now, bitch? I'ma fuck your buddy
It could've been an AP, it could've been a Birk' bag, bitch, I'ma pipe your buddy (It could've been us)
It could've been a big B, it could've been a six-three, crank up, pair, I'm buttoned (Crank up)
Could've been us, for real, with a house on the hill, now I'm fucking your cousin (Come here)
I brought the money machine out for hundred bag juugs, can't telling me nothing (Yeah)
You can tell the dope boys, I'm the grow god, they can't sell me nothing
I hit your bitch, dawg, with my homeboys, you can't tell me nothing
Come get your bitch, dawg, I'm the landlord, you don't owe me nothing

Turn me up, Kino