45 Days by Beastmodeseekel Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Already dropped 2 songs so imma go rip a bong
All this shit is just for fun
I might have to pull out my gun
Got these niggas on the run
I put my meat in between your girls buns, yeah
Just wait for what i got next
You already know i'm the best, so put me to the test
Come at me i put you to rest
Might have to bust off a few shots
Don't get caught by the cops
And I'm sitting at the top
And I'm never gonna stop
Just watching bodies flop
Leave 'em dead to rot
Hop in the car and smoke some pot
Go back to my place and fuck a thot
Sitting back but getting shot off
I'll pop any 3, don't call me Steph Curry when I'm on the court
I fuckin' ball
Cross you out and make you fall
Nigga then these hoes called
[Chorus]
45 days
Kobe fadeaway
45 days
Kobe fadeaway
Suspended for 45 days
Still hit that Kobe fadeaway
I'm on the court lookin' like MJ
Fuck what these niggas say this is my year
Everybody cheer
I'm the best, isn't that clear
Sippin' on some beer
Sippin' on some lean
In 2017, but i'm only 14
And my bars are real mean
And you know i'm real clean
[Verse 2]
Yeah i know you hear my phone ring
Remember it's cuz i'm the king
I'm doing all types of things
I'm getting hella bling
Your girl giving me head in bed
Imma call that bed head
I'm for that bed head man
Fuck the feds
Put a nigga in his deathbed
Fuck that bitch from behind
I'm gonna make her mine in no time
Imma hear her spittin' rhymes
Comittin' crimes
Wanna see me in my prime
My bars are just like dimes
Your girl was suckin' on my tip
And i suck on her tits
I move down to her clit
But your girl's pussy smell like armpit
Wanna start shit?
I hope you're ready to get hit
You're gonna need a medkit
I'm poppin' cherries like you pop your zits
Already dropped 2 songs so imma go rip a bong
All this shit is just for fun
I might have to pull out my gun
Got these niggas on the run
I put my meat in between your girls buns, yeah
Just wait for what i got next
You already know i'm the best, so put me to the test
Come at me i put you to rest
Might have to bust off a few shots
Don't get caught by the cops
And I'm sitting at the top
And I'm never gonna stop
Just watching bodies flop
Leave 'em dead to rot
Hop in the car and smoke some pot
Go back to my place and fuck a thot
Sitting back but getting shot off
I'll pop any 3, don't call me Steph Curry when I'm on the court
I fuckin' ball
Cross you out and make you fall
Nigga then these hoes called
[Chorus]
45 days
Kobe fadeaway
45 days
Kobe fadeaway
Suspended for 45 days
Still hit that Kobe fadeaway
I'm on the court lookin' like MJ
Fuck what these niggas say this is my year
Everybody cheer
I'm the best, isn't that clear
Sippin' on some beer
Sippin' on some lean
In 2017, but i'm only 14
And my bars are real mean
And you know i'm real clean
[Verse 2]
Yeah i know you hear my phone ring
Remember it's cuz i'm the king
I'm doing all types of things
I'm getting hella bling
Your girl giving me head in bed
Imma call that bed head
I'm for that bed head man
Fuck the feds
Put a nigga in his deathbed
Fuck that bitch from behind
I'm gonna make her mine in no time
Imma hear her spittin' rhymes
Comittin' crimes
Wanna see me in my prime
My bars are just like dimes
Your girl was suckin' on my tip
And i suck on her tits
I move down to her clit
But your girl's pussy smell like armpit
Wanna start shit?
I hope you're ready to get hit
You're gonna need a medkit
I'm poppin' cherries like you pop your zits