Extensions Lyrics – 4KRese
Singer: 4KRese
Title: Extensions
Bad yellow bone yeah she hitting my mentions
We got the Glocks and the sticks with extensions
Hit that boy up send him to different dimensions
This hoe annoying can’t finish a sentence
We taxing you n#gg#s we taking your pensions
b#tch is still crying she needing attention
Back in the day use to be in detention
I be in them streets in red dead redemption
Just tryna f#ck so you know my intentions
We getting money no time for recessions
Ain’t giving head no time for no texting
Ain’t number one no time to be flexing
You is a loser can’t get in my section
Some of you n#gg#s can’t handle rejection
I’m in her head like it was extensions
She choosing me like it was election
She really think that we got a connection
Kick her #ss out and hit the ejection
When you see me you look at perfection
You n#gg#s see p#ss# when you look at reflection
Hit with the cobra thought it was over
My n#gg#s sliding we shoot up your rover
Whipping that foreign v12 on my motor
This za is some pressure it’s leaving an odor
Mismatch designer, I’m feeling bipolar
Back of her throat, I’m feeling her molars
Your neck got pebbles I’m carrying boulders
Please do not touch on my Gucci loafers
Don’t need to drive I keep me a chauffeur
I’m always on 10 I feel like October
Feel like Chief keef I hate being sober
You n#gg#s be losing just pass the controller
Sonning you n#gg#s you ride in my stroller
You look for your girl I’m sorry I stole her
These n#gg#s be sucking some dick for exposure
If you run down you better have closure
If you run down you better have clovers
Think you got lucky we running you over
I don’t even like to go out I’m in my zone yeah I feel like a loner
You n#gg#s b#tches you’re Flanders I’m homer
Catch his #ss lacking he needing a donor
That b#tch so freaky she give me a boner
Riding express I feel like I’m polar
Using your b#tch as a personal roller
You think your cold but n#gg# I’m colder
Off of this earth yeah I’m feeling so solar
Feel like I’m thug b#tch I’ma stoner
Hit you with choppas aim at your mata
We are not friends no Hakuna Matata
You’re still driving your momma’s sonata
She said don’t kill’em but baby I gotta
I’m way too busy just counting my commas
One day Miami the next is Bahamas
Kicking her out no need for pajamas
You n#gg#s invasive you feel like iguanas
These n#gg#s be fake they switching personas
Remember them days we were sleeping on sofas
How can you hate when you is below us
n#gg#s imposters they moving so sus
Stay talking sh#t but in person you quiet
Eating too good yeah I need me a diet
If he try me then we starting a riot
You’re in a motel I’m in a Hyatt
Stand on my money I feel like a giant
We in the army she look at my privates
Dive in that booty I feel like a pirate
I am so fly I feel like a pilot
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