Jumpscare - Duwap Kaine

Ayy, Nine9 really kickin' shit, you heard? Nine9, made it! Uh, niggas flex they bands, they look pitiful And I be flexin' on these niggas 'til it's critical Swear these niggas stealin' swag like a criminal They can never get it right, man, that shit difficult I be geeked up, you think I'm focused OG in my lungs, what I'm smokin', yeah Stomp on a nigga, hit the surface, yeah In the hills, so I ain't got no service Niggas flexin' wrong, I swear they defeat the purpose Smokin' Backwoods, not no bong, I wake up, the birds chirpin' I'm not from Atlanta but I'm in my zone Was stuck in the trap, you could call it my home Money keep callin', I pick up the phone I was servin' the ice cream with no cone Had to quit the lean, sippin' two Styrofoam You know what it is, I'm that dude Rockin' designer, shit, I think it's cool I hop out the Uber, I'm makin' a move And I made this song just so you could groove Been on the block, what I got to prove? Had to calm down, I got somethin' to lose Had to pick the 'Rari, like I couldn't choose Bitch, you know, bitch, you know, bitch, you know I'm the truth Too much money, can't walk in my shoes Run it up, can't worry 'bout you You wanna be me 'cause I'm droppin' the roof Told my bitch, "Ben look better than you" Fuck 12, what the fuck is a rule? Diamonds wet like a motherfuckin' pool Icebox when you look at my jewels Turn that 8 upside down like a bat You talkin' that shit, I ain't worried 'bout that Smokin' on green like a black cat Your Rollie tickin' like a hi-hat Gettin' this cash, know niggas mad Workin' hard like I was my dad Took his bitch, man, I feel like my dad In a foreign car, man, I feel like my dad Gettin' this cash, know niggas mad Workin' hard like I was my dad Took his bitch, man, I feel like my dad In a foreign car, man, I feel like my dad, dad Took his bitch, man, I feel like my dad, dad Workin' hard like I was my dad

Bands won't even fold up, put the-put them rubber bands up Bands won't even fold up, put the-put them rubber bands up- Bands won't even fold up, put the-put them rubber bands up And I'm off hella dope, I-I-I can't even stand up Tr-Trap sellin'- Money it's just like a poker stretch I'm inside the trap so I'm feeling okay Trappin' out with the baby A-K Hella guns and no tats on my face Cookie pounds, yeah, they on the way Gas smell, when I hop out the wraith Wockhardt bitch, you can taste it Flexing on niggas but that's not the case Free all my niggas that can't beat the case Walk in your trap I ain't come here to play B-O-A, no I can't be with Chase Free my brother for that high speed chase Smokin' on-Smokin' on medical when I'm in LA Smoking on dope watch it feel like it's laced Smoking on dope and that's straight to the face Hop in my foreign I don't wanna race Smoking on cookie but it's not the edible All my weed green but it's not like the vegetables Ayy, ayy, posted on Magnolia Went to Lil Boat house 'cause twelve tried to lock me up Leaning so hard that it spilled out the double cup Niggas talking shit but you know I don't give a fuck Ayy, nigga try your luck, Sito keep that .30 tucked I won't hesitate to up, dope got me so up I hate being sober, feeling like I'm Sosa Finna put the Jolly Ranchers right back in my soda Any war I go through, I guess I'm a baby soldier I won't even hold ya, I won't even fold up Bands won't even fold up, put the-put them rubber bands up And I'm off hella dope, I-I-I can't even stand up Trap sellin' real shit, you gone have to man up Don't do Xans, sellin' Xans, you gone have to Xan up And any drug that you want, I can bring the plan up Move wit' the stick (Move wit' the stick) Move wit' the stick (I move wit' the stick) Move wit' the stick (Move wit' the stick) Move wit' the stick, Move wit' the stick, Move wit' the stick (Move wit' the stick) M-move with the stick (I move wit' the stick) I Move with the stick (Move wit' the stick) Still move with the stick (I move wit' the stick)