Wakanda lyrics

[Intro]
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[?] step the f*ck out the kitchen!
Come on!

[Verse 1]
Will never see me Chase a b*tch, I'll chase a check though
He got a brick and don't know how to whip it, it's gettin' stepped on
I sip a off a lot of cough syrup, I'm like Desto
I stack the iPhones up and meet my plug right by the Metro
It just popped on, I'm wiping at the bank with a Nike Tech on
I taught him how to scam, he had no bread, yeah, that's my stepson
The banks all know my face, I had to withdraw at the X time
Her n*gga broke, I only seen him with money during tax time
I tax on everything you see me selling, don't try to low ball
He all in my DM tryna be cool, but I don't know dog
I'm sliding through my old projects, it look like snowfall
He said he want some work, told him pull up, throw him a snowball
He got head-tapped, we seen his body fall, damn
Sold them fake pills he think it's Adderall, he a ham
I wanted to pay the bond as soon as I heard bro was in the jam
Nowadays walk in the store buy everything, it started with a scam

[Verse 2]
I'm chain smoking woods back to back, my cup full
He all bark with no bite, he nothing like a pitbull
I'm busting juggs and running businesses, my hands full
We buying CC's off the site and cash them out on Fanduel
I'm throwing bands off to my b*tch, she going to Cancun
He just bought him a gun and got a ski, he think he damn goon
We just got the lo', we pull up and sweep his ass like brooms do
Little bro be out his top when he pop a pill, got loose screws
At the ATM, I'm trying to take out bands, it got restricted
My b*tch all on my di*k when I walk in the house, this sh*t ridiculous
I'm hittin' a church girl, her daddy a pastor, she religious
When I pull up on any block, you can hear the engine
You ain't got no bowls in the drough, I see n*ggas finished
My fit at least a thousand, she getting drunk, wilding
Don't make me pop the trunk, I got bowls in there and choppas
Damn, she got some ass, she get it from her mama
Just bought a blackout, I'm 'bout to name this b*tch Wakanda
He grew up in the 'burbs, like why the f*ck is he throwing signs up
Little bro a barber, catch a n*gga and he get lined up