Supreme Kodyne lyrics

My b*tch got that cake (that cake)
Call my b*tches bae (that bae)
All my clothes is bape
All yo shoes is fake
All my shoes I walk
All my xans I pop (I pop)
My b*tch pus*y pop
She won't never stop
I hang in the streets
Yo ma don't like me (no no)
I like causin' beef
My b*tch pus*y sweet
I might give a lick
I might hit a lick
My b*tch want my di*k
She could come get it
Yo b*tch she cheated on you
No I can't relate
I might flex on you
There is no debate
I don't f*ck with no Mormon
Old b*tch she so borin'
All my shoes is Jordan
Favorite color orange
Slurp that b*tch like soup
Don't f*ck with my group
{?}
sh*t on you like poop
The pastors sippin' lean
My teacher off a bean
I pull up on the pope
My nephew f*cked the queen
Acid, I might drop it
Take off like a rocket
My shoes is sick no vomit
I buy my b*tch some chocolate
Drippin' like a faucet
On my phone popsocket
All these b*tches toxic
Gotta flip that pack for profit
Backwoods all I smoke
You can't smoke my dope
Yo b*tch just hit my juul
She might f*ckin' choke
I got yo mommy in the back
She been off the crack
Please b*tch pay me back
She pop pills like tic tac
They say Yung Kodyne like {?}
Please bro get your own hoes
You just broke the bro code
b*tch you such a homo
I sip lean like I'm {?}
I like to snort coco
The pills they make me loco
My ex is such a broke hoe