ATTITUDE by KAXYNE Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I keep a rack, I don't lose, stepping on them in my shoes
Counting up hundreds, they blue (Yeah)
I keep a stack in my shoe
Put a nigga on a noose, Double Cs right on my shoes
You shop on the avenue, I’ll split his ass in two
I got a attitude, we spinning his block in some loops
I dropped a rack on these boots, I keep a clip I don't use
With this glick you get more than a bruise
Automatics, we could split him in two
Run up on Addey and them, you a fool
Leave your ass bleeding in a bloody pool
Stay up (Stay up), cause I don't lose
Glick or the shotty nigga, you could choose
This ain’t a battle nigga, you abused
Go file them charges nigga, you a fool
Run up, (Then he go) Boom
Now his ass right in them papеrs, he losing
This shawty she act like a baby, shе choosing
I walk around, gotta keep a baby Uzi
Gotta finish the shit that I started
These niggas they moving retarded
He not sliding with me, no we got him
Gotta kill him, I'm all outta options
Stick shift on me, bop, Push start whip, hop
New whip new bitch, bought it
I finished this shit now you buy it
[Bridge]
I am so tired
Yeah, got blessings on blessings on blessing
Yeah, came back, Lethal Weapon
Yeah, fucking it all up again, Yeah, Yeah
[Verse 2]
They thought it was over, but I just started
I put a rack on, these niggas retarded
This new shit I'm dropping, this shit gone be harder
I am the finisher you just the starter
Stop selling these verses nigga, you a barter
These niggas be copying me, I'm the father
I be customizing all my shit, I'm a modder (Woo)
Bitch I got blessings on blessings, blessings on blessings
Spent a couple hundred on a fucking Smith and Wesson
Make a nigga tap dance, ballerina lesson
Got retros on my feet, I'm dancing and stepping
I step in the party with a lethal weapon
Thats fifty thousand at the door when I step in
These bitches be wrapping up pussy like presents
I never put niggas on, I keep them all guessing
These niggas be holding back all this aggression
Hiding this weird ass shit in my presence
Caught up with the feds, they writing confessions
I stay on my side, I got a seven
Keep it a stack, I'm not going to heaven
I was a fucked up kid since eleven
Don't let it go over your head for a second
Cause everything happening is a new lesson
Attitude my body, I got a lesson
Blessings on blessings, blessings on blessings (woo)
Blessings on blessings, blessings on blessings, Blessings on blessing
I keep a rack, I don't lose, stepping on them in my shoes
Counting up hundreds, they blue (Yeah)
I keep a stack in my shoe
Put a nigga on a noose, Double Cs right on my shoes
You shop on the avenue, I’ll split his ass in two
I got a attitude, we spinning his block in some loops
I dropped a rack on these boots, I keep a clip I don't use
With this glick you get more than a bruise
Automatics, we could split him in two
Run up on Addey and them, you a fool
Leave your ass bleeding in a bloody pool
Stay up (Stay up), cause I don't lose
Glick or the shotty nigga, you could choose
This ain’t a battle nigga, you abused
Go file them charges nigga, you a fool
Run up, (Then he go) Boom
Now his ass right in them papеrs, he losing
This shawty she act like a baby, shе choosing
I walk around, gotta keep a baby Uzi
Gotta finish the shit that I started
These niggas they moving retarded
He not sliding with me, no we got him
Gotta kill him, I'm all outta options
Stick shift on me, bop, Push start whip, hop
New whip new bitch, bought it
I finished this shit now you buy it
[Bridge]
I am so tired
Yeah, got blessings on blessings on blessing
Yeah, came back, Lethal Weapon
Yeah, fucking it all up again, Yeah, Yeah
[Verse 2]
They thought it was over, but I just started
I put a rack on, these niggas retarded
This new shit I'm dropping, this shit gone be harder
I am the finisher you just the starter
Stop selling these verses nigga, you a barter
These niggas be copying me, I'm the father
I be customizing all my shit, I'm a modder (Woo)
Bitch I got blessings on blessings, blessings on blessings
Spent a couple hundred on a fucking Smith and Wesson
Make a nigga tap dance, ballerina lesson
Got retros on my feet, I'm dancing and stepping
I step in the party with a lethal weapon
Thats fifty thousand at the door when I step in
These bitches be wrapping up pussy like presents
I never put niggas on, I keep them all guessing
These niggas be holding back all this aggression
Hiding this weird ass shit in my presence
Caught up with the feds, they writing confessions
I stay on my side, I got a seven
Keep it a stack, I'm not going to heaven
I was a fucked up kid since eleven
Don't let it go over your head for a second
Cause everything happening is a new lesson
Attitude my body, I got a lesson
Blessings on blessings, blessings on blessings (woo)
Blessings on blessings, blessings on blessings, Blessings on blessing