"KMT" as written by and Nathaniel Thomson Aubrey Graham....
(Ness on the beat)
Yeah
Okay, okay
Okay

B Man just got out the can
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 a lock on the streets
Shoutout to T, he did three
And he brought it in 'cause of me
You don't know nothing 'bout me
Life for my bruddas 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 the pen, it's a sweep
Taller in person, you see when we meet
I heard your new shit and I'm kissing my teeth
(Jheeze)

Yeah, ahhh
Bringing that dirty, dirty, bringing that certy
Nizzy with the quick extension, ringin' off thirty
I've got bitches in the Merci, swerving, looking all curvy
And you already know I love them breasts, looking all perky
Looking all Christmas gift-wrapped, looking all turkey
Spend jumped out the Ghost in a suit, looking all churchy
Fingers all itching, twitching, looking all jerky
Whippin' that white girl, cooking that Cersei
I'm just pushing that dark shit, pushing that charcoal
Now this is that big bag, this is Gustavo
Look at them jokers, look at that arsehole
Man are getting bread now, this is that hard dough
Clap man, dominant murder
I'm a black man, government earner
Coulda just slapped man, but he wanted it further
Batman, da-da-da-da-na

October Firm


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"KMT" as written by Nathaniel Thomson Aubrey Graham

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