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Duwap Kaine

Phone

 

Phone

(album: Underdog - 2018)


(Ayy, Nine9 really kicking shit, you heard?)
(Nine9 made it)

Uh, uh, need the guap, yeah, guap
Want the guap, want it very bad
Where I come from that shit very bad
And I swear if I could I would marry cash
Watch me ride down the hood, watch me do the dash
I'm serving Js by the Rite Aid
Niggas cap about everything
On the block, I don't need a flame
I was serving niggas like Burger King
I don't fuck with niggas, all these niggas the same
In a foreign car but I stay in my lane
Icebox when you look at my ring
Hold my persona down, ain't shit gone change
All of these niggas hate, but they hate from a range
I'm in a beamer truck, bitch I can't do the Range
VS1's but I need a new chain
Smoking gas so I need a new brain
High as hell, I ain't flying no plane
Busting juugs, I ain't playing no games
Shaking my hair, feel like Lil Wayne
I'm a weed head, need my own strain
Need my own strain, nigga, for the pain
Smoking two blunts, Duwap Max Payne
I'm smoking this dope, you sipping champagne
Bitch, my name Kaine, now you know the name
Niggas scared, I'ma hop in the game
Hopped in the rap game did my thing
You know how I come, you know how I came
Hopped in the picture, now I need a frame
Bitch, I'm me, I don't gotta explain
I got cheese, I don't gotta complain
Look me up, I don't need a domain
In the trap and we got the propane
Wake me up, I'm not even awake
Cause I'm high and I've been high for days
Diamonds on me and them hoes need a tank
Still on the block so I gotta remain
I want money, give a fuck 'bout a ho
Benjamin Franklin, yeah, that's my bro
Speaking real shit, this shit not a quote
Backwoods, I ain't smoking on pote
I know you see me like a telescope
Number (N) ine in my wardrobe
Rocking V but it mean alone
Who is you? Boy, you unknown

Calling the dope like, "Pick up the phone"
Calling the money like, "Pick up the phone"
Just called Louis, they picked up the phone
Just called Gucci, they picked up the phone
Calling the dope like, "Pick up the phone"
Calling the money like, "Pick up the phone"
Just called Louis, they picked up the phone
Just called Gucci, they picked up the phone
Calling the dope like, "Pick up the phone"
Calling the money like, "Pick up the phone"
Just called Louis, they picked up the phone
Just called Gucci, they picked up the phone

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