Kissing Kate by Glo KK* Lyrics

Shout out to (that’s a 2 piece)

Eyy

I got bundles on bundles
And bundles on inches
I’m chasing the riches
Whipping in the kitchen
You bitches be dissing
Blow a couple kisses
I’m kissing Kate
Throw bodies into ditches
Virgin my hair
And label on my britches
Zesty my flavor
Sauce is full of citrus
Bitch I’m the honcho
Head of all the business
You cross me and
You won’t make it home for Christmas
Bark and a bite
Yeah you can call me vicious
We don’t get along then
Bitch I’m burning bridges
Put in my work and
Multiplied my wages
Bitch it ain’t simple
Gotta move in stages
Im reading you
Flipping corners on the pages
Watching yo words and
Checking for the traces
I’m bad with names
But never forget faces
I can't date white boy
Prolly cause he racist
Half of these niggas
Future ex con rapist
And I got no filter
Mouth it be the vaguest
Good with chems
I shoulda been a druggist
Half of these bitches tweaking
And they bugging
I reup on Gas
And hoe you know I’m plugging
Chicken on chicken
Kitchen steady clucking
Bitch I’m outside
And never with the ducking
All of my bitches
Shooters and they bucking
Hood but I’m classy tho
I know the ways to make money grow
Green finger, thumbing threw hella Ohs
I switched it up I got hella flows

Most of these bitches on pedigree
All of you thotties up under me
I don’t need a nigga to pleasure me
I got dildos on dildos and batteries

I’m taking pictures in galleries
Broke niggas my only allergy
Jealousies form of a flattery
I took all my sins up to Calvary

I prayed at the trap house
Hoping your speakers gon blast out
Bitches be sour than sour kraut but
I’d be mad too if my pussy drought

Sipping on tea in a double cup
Long Island with a double up
Raspberry with a lemonade
That’s what you call a Fuji upgrade

Huh
Fuck nigga, Fuck nigga
Aye
Aye
Fuck nigga, Fuck nigga
Aye