Meecho, MGM Kobee - Studio Kickin' Lyrics

Shit so real that I can’t fake it
Green release money imma make it
Lemme flick up with my bitch now who gone take it
Took a break but I’m back with the basics
On some skate shit
First place never been on late shit
I take shit
Wake up and create shit
Roll up russian face shit
Pull up in a spaceship
Pull off with like eight zips
Pull out onnat lame shit
I’m only onnat gang shit
Just took a year vacation
Now fuckin on a blasian
Can’t fuck on no caucasian
Dress like what’s the occasion
Commas what I’m chasing
Let’s add up this equation
Multiply what I’m making
Cop woods from the g station
Get ten mo
Fuck that shit I’m in my glo
Spanish bitch like uno dos
Water green like watch it grow
Pull up college going pro
But you knew that
Floating round clean as hell meech how you do that
Real cool cat
Saw the touchdown yea I threw that
I prove that
Peep the buss down with a new bag
Assume that
I’m eating real good where my spoon at
I just landed high as hell somewhere where the moon at
Me and meech we high as hell inna stu
Ain’t no fairytales paper trails nigga i'm the truth
.223s like MJ I be slamming when I ride the coupe
Might pick up yo bitch and give her dick and leave her mad at you
I pick up that sack and run it back like I play madden too
Then I dish it off to all my niggas I’m in magic shoes
Niggas say they drilling then we out I got a hunnit screws
Put like 32 all in yo back now bitch you Larry Hughes
Then we right back to the trap
And we leaving the strap
Because all of the hunnits ain’t coming off rap
And these niggas be cap
They be taking my scraps
Tryna talk to my bitches when I’m cross the map
I just fucked off some racks
And I blew it at saks
Just from moving some packs
I got cash in my slacks
And my shit just like crack
You know I gotta tax
That’s how niggas talk I’m just speaking the facts
But I’m back to the basics
And I ain’t no criminal I’m just be out paper chasing
And meech he be fucking wit blasians but I like melanin not the caucasion
And really it ain’t no relation these bitches be going I know they sensations
You wake up to that bitch without no foundation aw skrttt out the equation

Shit so real that I can’t fake it
Green release money imma make it
Lemme flick up with my bitch now who gone take it
Took a break but I’m back with the basics
On some skate shit
First place never been on late shit
I take shit
Wake up and create shit
Roll up russian face shit
Pull up in a spaceship
Pull off with like eight zips
Pull out onnat lame shit
I’m only onnat gang shit
Just took a year vacation
Now fuckin on a blasian
Can’t fuck on no caucasian
Dress like what’s the occasion
Commas what I’m chasing
Let’s add up this equation
Multiply what I’m making
Cop woods from the g station
Get ten mo
Fuck that shit I’m in my glo
Spanish bitch like uno dos
Water green like watch it grow
Pull up college going pro
But you knew that
Floating round clean as hell meech how you do that
Real cool cat
Saw the touchdown yea I threw that
I prove that
Peep the buss down with a new bag
Assume that
I’m eating real good where my spoon at
I just landed high as hell somewhere where the moon at
Me and meech we high as hell inna stu
Ain’t no fairytales paper trails nigga i'm the truth
.223s like MJ I be slamming when I ride the coupe
Might pick up yo bitch and give her dick and leave her mad at you
I pick up that sack and run it back like I play madden too
Then I dish it off to all my niggas I’m in magic shoes
Niggas say they drilling then we out I got a hunnit screws
Put like 32 all in yo back now bitch you Larry Hughes
Then we right back to the trap
And we leaving the strap
Because all of the hunnits ain’t coming off rap
And these niggas be cap
They be taking my scraps
Tryna talk to my bitches when I’m cross the map
I just fucked off some racks
And I blew it at saks
Just from moving some packs
I got cash in my slacks
And my shit just like crack
You know I gotta tax
That’s how niggas talk I’m just speaking the facts
But I’m back to the basics
And I ain’t no criminal I’m just be out paper chasing
And meech he be fucking wit blasians but I like melanin not the caucasion
And really it ain’t no relation these bitches be going I know they sensations
You wake up to that bitch without no foundation aw skrttt out the equation