Mutombo
Lyrics
Whoa, Kenny
Bitch, I'm a big stepper in these Margielas (wow)
Professional loose talker
Your man is a crimestopper (yes)
Taking a Vicodin, that boy a pill popper
This shit like a soap opera (continue)
Said he got VVS, that shit is copper (yes, sir)
When I'm on the phone, I'm talkin' proper (bitch)
You floppin' again? That ain't a shocker (swish)
Takin' a charge, Laremy Tunsil (uh-huh)
You had the bag, how did you fumble? (wow)
Puttin' up stats, quintuple double (intriguing)
He still looks at his highlights on Hudl
Making these classes, why am I humble? (fucker)
Smokin' on cook, but we do not crumble (shit)
She want a Birkin, I'm wavin' the finger, Mutombo (yes, sir)
Mixin' it up in the pot like Gumbo (wonderful)
I got my ear to the streets, no Dumbo (proceed)
Rock in my pocket lookin' real jumbo
I'm in Atlanta, movin' like Huncho (yeah)
Uppin' the score, we got a hundo
I'm mixin' Haron Preston, with the furry croc (mix)
I got a Smith & Wesson, shoot like Kevin Knox (grrt)
Stop all this second-guessing, I don't wanna talk (bitch)
It's 2021 and you're still wearing Airwalks? (fuck?)
We undefeated, you think it's a cakewalk? (damn)
Bitch, I be speedin' when I'm in the Trackhawk (continue)
Playin' for money on 2K blacktop (yes)
Why in the fuck do you call soda "pop"? (uh-huh)
You out of your mind, you off of the rock (what?)
Clampin' 'em down, I got 'em on lock (hot)
Stay in my zone, ain't takin' 'bout chalk (pussy)
I'm cold as a bitch even when it get hot
Not gonna lie, Kenny
I just snapped on that bitch (come on, Kenny, come on)
Think I gotta run back the hook though (fuck)
Bitch, I'm a big stepper in these Margielas (yeah)
Professional loose talker
Your man is a crime-stopper (wow)
Taking a Vicodin, that boy a pill popper (splendid)
This shit like a soap opera (yes)
Said he got VVS, that shit is copper (intriguing)
When I'm on the phone, I'm talkin' proper
You floppin' again? That ain't a shocker (god damn)
Takin' a charge, Laremy Tunsil
You had the bag, how did you fumble? (Facts)
Puttin' up stats, quintuple double
He still looks at his highlights on Hudl (weirdo)
Making these classes, why am I humble?
Smokin' on cook, but we do not crumble (no sir)
She want a Birkin, I'm wavin' the finger, Mutombo (why?)
Mixin' it up in the pot like Gumbo
Good job, 99
I'll pat myself on the back for that one, pshh
Writer(s): Kenneth Blume, Jade Collins
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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