KMA - 333 Lyrics

What it is I can't call it
Pack my bags just kept walking
Boys could only try to sneak me these days
But big Mitch will keep popping
Haha
Laughing from my bed
And I don't lose no sleep
Over no Bo peeps
Over no old peeps
Couple use to know me's
Couple used to owe me's
Fucking on the police
I came with the cold crease
Vacay with the Voss bottles
Cabana man I just smoke gelato
Still giving game Aristotle
Closed my hears but I heard yah hollah
Bitches always change for that dollar dollar
Please leave me out of your texts tomorrow
Please let me go where you know I gotta
Back to the post
Hand up spot up
Brand new watch no time hold up
No time to rely
No time to rewind
Nice guy got no more meantime

I been putting work in
Put in overtime
Your heart racing every time you call
Im on your mind
I just sent you to voicemail for like seventh time
That google voice go crazy
Girl one thing you not is lazy okay
I just sip and then I sip
And then I hmmm
Then I sip and then I sip
Until it's cool
Cause
You know I can't play the fool

I been getting right
I know you wouldn't take it any other way
Perfection in the plans and it's on the way
I couldn't get my body from Miami dade
Grab a fucking Gatorade
I gotta work it off
Just got my dreads braided like set it off
I know my old lady hot like menopause
I really had to get it back like OJ Memorabilia
Now I get paid spilling all of my feelings
Still back on my bullshit
45 right here with a full clip
Seen the pics on the gram with the new whip
Try to hide it but bros blasted
First time they saw it
Now I gotta park it
Back to hoopdy till the project dropping
Check your DNA you don't want no problems
Say KMA when you got a problem
And I'm coming for you
You don't gotta call me
I'm on a hundred and you always know it
Make yah girl sing write a single for it
Drop the ad write a jingle for it
I'm always potent
You niggas know it
(House Music)
(On the way)