Hellcat Kenny

(album: BUSINESS IS BUSINESS - 2023)

[Young Thug:]
Wake up, F1LTHY
Turn it up
Yeah, turn it up, turn up
Yeah

Hellcat Kenny, yeah, I'ma fuck your bitch (Ah)
Demon child, I could get your mama rich (Graah, graah)
Got no problem getting in yo sisters kid (Bow, Bow, Bow)
Got no problem getting all yo children lit (On God, yeah)
Hellcat Kenny, this a fucking jet (Yeah)
I been in the trenches giving everything back (Everything back)
You could ask my homies and my goddamn hoes
All this muhfucking money off my shows, off of the road (Road)
Put these boys on spoke, for fifty, he gone broke (Gra)
Hellcat the folks, suck me out my clothes
Shawty came with force (Force)
Fuck lil' homie claimin'? Keep that on the porch (Ha) yeah
I just spent half a million dollars on the Superbowl (No lie)
I just bought a ring, cost a Superbowl (Goddamn)
I just bought some lean worth a Superbowl (Goddamn)
I just flood her cream, ain't no SuperSoak (Huh, huh, woo)
I'm a big player, you got foreign spell (Yeah)
I came in your bed, I drink only red (Red)
Yeah, killer head, she killing shit
Fuck her man, I'm just telling you what the broad said
I'm whipping that B, ain't no cam on that bitch and that's all that he said (That's all that he said)
I'm fucking that bitch in the lair, I didn't even know she was player
Oh, that's your shrimp? He dressing in Armani, huh
Oh, that's your bitch? I didn't just wanna hit (Ain't even wanna hit)
I'm jumping the fence, I came with the— ayy-ayy-ayy (Grah, grah-grah)
Ain't nothing wrong with a man or a zombie, he never gon' play
Yeah, come in the crack, and she was bad
And she was snatched, never go bad, never gon' cap
Fuck a dispatch

[Lil Uzi Vert:]
Pull up a map, think you better than me, then you smoke crack (Then you smoke crack)
I got the racks, if I go broke then she never come back
None of these niggas, they spitting the facts
Fucking that bitch, do it right from the back
Most of my niggas, they loyal, huh
I ain't even gotta look, turning my back
Some of these niggas, I heard they be rats
I walk around with three million in my bag
I put the birds in the back of a Track'
Cat on my car, but this shit not a Jag'
My bitch, she's a frea-ea-ea-eak
She begging me just to come piss in her crack
I looked at her crazy, I never did' that
This my first time doing that and I did it
We pray to the bank 'cause money religion
We don't hold no grudges 'cause business is business, bitch
Huh? What? (We pray to the bank 'cause money religion)
(We don't hold no grudges, business is business, like, we don't hold no grudges, business is business)
Bitch