Catching Thots In Kanto lyrics

[Intro: YOUNG ZION 6600]
Young Zion, and DBangz, you know what I'm sayin'?
Young dusty n*ggas
Couple of thick n*ggas
A collective
I su- I'll f*ckin' suck yo toes b*tch
Horuhe make it bang

[Chorus: YOUNG ZION 6600]
Another young n*gga runnin' up the funds, n*gga
n*ggas plot in silence move around you f*cking bum n*ggas
Drum off the Glock and your b*tch on my c*ck (huh, brr)
Bust a nut on her braids 'cause she told me, "Don’t stop"
And I don’t need a f*cking 'Rari n*gga (Skrt skrt), I could drive a Prius
It don’t matter what I’m pushing, your b*tch still wants my fetus
Whip my di*k out in the hall and I left your b*tch speechless
That pus*y tastes like peaches
Get the top then I’m leaving (Out, what?)

[Verse 1: DBangz]
Oh my god, oh my god (Swag)
Oh my god, oh my god (DBangz, can you eat my ass?)
Your b*tch wanna f*ck me 'cause my peepee little
All I do is skate and munch on booty, hit my smith and feeble (nani?)
Running round my city sucking titties, giving di*k to people (what?)
Holy f*ck, I pull up to the party, f*ck like fifty people (damn)
Cowering in fear 'cause DBangz tryna eat up on your booty (balls)
Sneaking around them alleys, call me daddy, all my n*ggas fruity (no homo)
We don’t say no homo we just do it, swear to God we’re fruity
Thickness is our specialty, we’ll put you in a porno movie
Oh my god
Twenty big booty b*tches
She pulled out her toes, I got her pregnant, I was on a mission (Naw)
I be cooking booty, toes, and peepees while I’m in the kitchen (Bruh)
Approach me looking salty in public your b*tch might go missing
Oh my God, oh my God
[Chorus: YOUNG ZION 6600]
Another young n*gga runnin' up the funds, n*gga
n*ggas plot in silence move around you f*cking bum n*ggas
Drum off the Glock and your b*tch on my c*ck (huh, brr)
Bust a nut on her braids 'cause she told me, "Don’t stop"
And I don’t need a f*cking 'Rari n*gga (Skrt skrt), I could drive a Prius
It don’t matter what I’m pushing, your b*tch still wants my fetus
Whip my di*k out in the hall and I left your b*tch speechless
That pus*y tastes like peaches
Get the top then I’m leaving (Out, what?)

[Bridge: YOUNG ZION 6600]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, whoa
Run it up, whoa, huh, ayy, woah, ayy, ayy

[Verse 2: YOUNG ZION 6600]
Eat your ass no dinner plate, come suck up on a n*gga's snake
I’ll nut up on your daughter booty, call her that icing on a cake
Her pus*y wetter than a lake
Don’t wanna talk just want the face
Don’t hit my phone I’m tryna bake, smoking cookie in LA
Another young n*gga running up the funds n*gga
You finna get hung n*gga, hit you with that drum, n*gga
Now you’re looking dumb, n*gga
f*ck your b*tch for fun, n*gga
Bust up on her tongue, n*gga
She say she in love, n*gga
But now I just count up the cake
These n*ggas they hate
These n*ggas too late
Young n*gga we’re the new wave and you n*ggas won’t catch up so stay in your place
If I get caught I won’t talk to the jakes
I see em plotting these n*ggas is snakes
I got me a thick b*tch who work at the bank
I pop me a bean and I nut on her face
[Outro: YOUNG ZION 6600]
Ayy, real quick, that n*gga Donald Trump thick as f*ck
Don't even tweet at me about this sh*t