Insubordination Lyrics – Cash Kidd & BlueBucksClan
Singer: Cash Kidd & BlueBucksClan
Title: Insubordination
Imma just go ahead and uh, answer you n#gg#s favorite two questions in my first two bars
It’s just, you feel me, i don’t want to hear no more of these questions after this
Yes, we whacked your brother, please stop asking around
Yes, i hit your b#tch when you went back out of town
Soon as i stuck in the tip she started cracking a smile
She couldn’t wait to get some dick, you had her trapped in the house
In louis v, with my momma, finna grab her a blouse
Opps ran out of money, now they back chasing clout
Got one b#tch sucking dick, her friend scratching my scalp
f#ck around and fall asleep in the back of her mouth
f#ck around and throw like 50 to the back of your brain
All thеse n#gg#s wannabes, i be barеly amazed
Put your b#tch in the corner, she can’t never behave
Why the f#ck you hesitating, come try snatching my chain
Your b#tch told me i look good when i step on the stage
Wish your baby daddy bling, like jazmin renae
You think you fresh, but you stink, you wore that back to back days
You tryna hold on to that shirt huh, flag on the play
Was gon’ get rich regardless, i’m a jack of all trades
Was gon’ get hit regardless, boy you act like she can’t
n#gg#s was happy when the feds took the rest of my gang
Don’t want me to put my click on like deactivated pages
Pow, pow, send some shots at a hooper
He might never walk again, he had a promising future
n#gg#s got me off that hen’, whipped out c#ck on a cougar
I mean that b#tch was too willing, like i’m riding a scooter, aye
Body after body, like i’m driving for uber
.40 pop out every hollow, like michael and krueger, get it
Halloween, n#gg#s might need a tutor
Come and scoop her n#gg#, since you wanna whine like a cooler
Bebe kidd, bumped his head, don’t know how to maneuver
New ice, cause my b#tch gave some top to the jeweler
New pipes, got that advance, took it right to the shooters
I don’t got to cap, like i dropped out as a junior
I don’t got to rap, but your b#tch love it when i rap about her
You couldn’t tell i’m hitting that, that’s how i act around her
Hi and bye, you lick her so much, you need a breathalyzer
Free the guys, all my n#gg#s fed, keep the appetizer
b#tch throat so good, wish i could travel size her
No teeth, told her treat me like a pacifier
I don’t trust sh#t, everybody getting checked for wiring
Kicks bleeding, n#gg#s couldn’t see my drip with pantyliners
All my old hoes finished, stick a fork in it
Just put your b#tch on punishment for being insubordinate
Say she think she really starting to like me, that’s unfortunate
Broke #ss hoe, your boots talking like that dora b#tch
Broke #ss boy, you pockets flat
That b#tch creepin’, don’t believe her? give that hoe a polygraph
Apologies, if you fine, my socks in your laundry bag
I just made $50k, surfed the web and lollygagged
I just whip it out, she suck it, no i don’t know how to ask
I be with the thickest b#tches, you can check they body mass
Got some bomb head like this b#tch from pakistan
Celebrating, popping bottles, i got word the package landing
All these sticks, all these drums, but i ain’t never went to grambling
Fish sticks is all we ate, they never told me about no salmon
I’ll f#ck around a do a heel flip up in these 11’s
Got bored and threw like 20 in the club, we causing havoc
Yes, i hit your b#tch, she kept on liking my sh#t
No, we can not hang out, you can not get a pic
Told my b#tch to suck it up cause i’m as good as it get
Hide your b#tch, i’m tryna grab her, she on top of my list
Five thousand on a jacket, damn, when imma wear this shit?
Lame #ss, weird n#gg#s really planning marriages
Show up at arenas, high as f#ck, al harrington
I’m the one that got your b#tch cussing, bad parenting
You hilarious
In my dm about a b#tch, you embarring
Five star suites, never laid my head at a sheraton
Remember lacing up my cleats, nick harris son
n#gg#s hating, but these diamonds in my ear make it hard to hear
n#gg#s do a lot of capping in they songs, it be hard to feel ’em
Finally got the b#tch i want, it was hard to get her
Waist snatched, #ss fat, jeans hardly fit her
Call me daddy, she ain’t never had no father figure
When they show me the total in celine, i don’t argue with them
Yes, i want that jacket, tell the man bring it down
Yes, i see your n#gg# in here broke, standing around
Yeah, my n#gg#s in the field, send your location
Big plays all year, we in formation
I ain’t never had no beer, we keep pouring aces
I done had it up to here with your insubordination
Sipping, we just bought up every soda at the gas station
Got a scammer b#tch and i be f#cking on the last lady
New m5, this b#tch really built for drag racing
Feel like stanley, n#gg#s stepping on my grass lately
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