[Intro: Kawaii]
Yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Young nigga, when I see ya, fuck around and die fly like Aaliyah, ooh, yeah (Perfect)
[Hook: Kawaii]
I'mma fly young guy with a whole lot to prove
Bitches left me on read so I brought 'em the blues
Niggas hating on me, bitch I hate you too
Niggas hating on me, bitch I hate you too
I'mma fly young guy with a whole lot to prove
Bitches left me on read so I brought 'em the blues
Niggas hating on me, bitch I hate you too
Niggas hating on me, bitch I hate you too
[Verse 1: Kawaii]
It’s a whole lot of niggas out here losing their life
But if it’s my niggas gone, then we all gotta fight
I’m 'bout that violence, I don’t give a damn about your health
You shaping up to be a mess, don’t give a damn about yourself
I don’t really give a fuck about a nigga talking reckless
After his bitch snatch my soul, I’ll snatch that lil nigga necklace
No condoms, no guns, but I’m always protected
'Cause my niggas stay around me, whip the VIP section
Keep it steppin', I’m the man bitch, you don’t understand it
Wrap up your career, this lil nigga need a bandage
Living outlandish, hands all in her panties
Lick my fingers off because I love the taste of candy
I’m killing these niggas, they won’t ever get it
I’m shitting on niggas for thinking they with it
I shit on my ex’s, I hate all them bitches
I feel like Steph Curry, I shoot it from distance
These niggas don’t get it, I ball like the Wizards
I ball like a Piston, I ball like I’m Pippen
I’m all about numbers, she throwing the digits
That bitch got the blues but I know she ain’t crippin'
[Hook: Kawaii]
I'mma fly young guy with a whole lot to prove
Bitches left me on read so I brought 'em the blues
Niggas hating on me, bitch I hate you too
Niggas hating on me, bitch I hate you too
I'mma fly young guy with a whole lot to prove
Bitches left me on read so I brought 'em the blues
Niggas hating on me, bitch I hate you too
Niggas hating on me, bitch I hate you too
[Verse 2: Crash]
It’s a whole lot of people trynna say I fell off
But if they wanna go to war then trust me this is Iraq
I’m 'bout that violence, I don't give a damn about your health
And if you try to fuck with me then homie, you fuck with yourself
You trynna be the man but never even met the man himself, look
But let’s forget it , I’m back to work a sentence
You the type to type a hate message , type to never send it
I'm the type to tell you get on my level and start ascendin'
Swear to god that I am not miss Minaj but you all my children
Hol' up, wait a sec , could’ve told you that the hate is back
Correlated to the greatest back, you a hard copy, I’m a paperback
And if I need Kawaii to get my paperback, we gon' take the Benz like we be changing trash
We don’t play with that, gotta homie with who be sprayin' that
Another homie with a bayonet and I could catch a case for just saying that
Yeah I’m playing but the lyrics strapped, and that’s for anybody that I’m aimin' at
The kitty good but where the flavor at?
Run a train on her, that’s a flavor pack
They always looking like "Don’t say it Crash"
But I don't like twitter so I gotta snap, yo I’m savin' that
[Hook: Kawaii]
I'mma fly young guy with a whole lot to prove
Bitches left me on read so I brought 'em the blues
Niggas hating on me, bitch I hate you too
Niggas hating on me, bitch I hate you too
I'mma fly young guy with a whole lot to prove
Bitches left me on read so I brought 'em the blues
Niggas hating on me, bitch I hate you too
Niggas hating on me, bitch I hate you too
