KMT Lyrics By Drake
Ness on the beat
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Okay, okay
Okay
Demon just got out the can (Yeah)
I gave my bro an 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 it lock on the streets
Shoutout to T, he did three
And he brought it in 'cause of me
You don't know nothin' 'bout me
Life for my brothers is deep
Long as they all on they feet
Long as they pockets is grease (Grease)
I'm in the penthouse, but still nothing is sweet
Dust a man down with a pen, it's a sweep
Taller in person, you'll see when we meet
I heard your new shit, and I'm kissin' my teeth
Yeah, yeah
Ah
Bringin' that dirty, dirty
Bringin' that certy (Certy)
Music with a quick extension, ringin' off thirty
I got bitches in the merky, swervin', lookin' all curvy
And you already know I love them breasts, lookin' all perky
Lookin' all Christmas, gift-wrapped, lookin' all turkey
Spen jumped out the Ghost in a suit, lookin' all churchy
Fingers all itchin', twitchin', lookin' all jerky
Whippin' that white girl, cookin' that Cersei
I was pushin' that dark shit, pushin' that charcoal
Now, this is that big bad, this is Gustavo
Look at 'em jokers, look at that arsehole
Man are gettin' bread now, and this is that hard dough (Yeah)
Clap man, dominant murder
I'm a Black man, government earner
Coulda just slapped man, but he wanted it further (Why?)
Batman, duh-nuh-nuh, duh-nuh
October Firm
