Thank You Songtext

Kae Draco

von Free Smoke

Thank You Songtext
I know some n***as that ain't showin' me love
We probably wouldn't speak if we weren't both here at this club
My n***a you a pussy, bitch n***a that's all above
Don't show me what it is I know exactly what it was
Walk down, lil bitch Imma slide
Left his ass like he needed a ride
Shit own it up Imma make it divide
Bitch you keep lyin' get tried for your pride
Know you a rat out here chasin' the cheddar
Mask down like I'm facing the whether
Cuttin' ties just like it's a teather
Fuck your whole team come get hit up together
Poppin' pills like GNC
Chopper all in the GMC
Bitch I got that bank on me like I'm workin' at PNC
Slump a n***a just like Nickalodeon
Chop him up, a n***a like a custodian
They throwin' salt but I'm lovin' the sodium
Keep talkin' shit come get shot at your podeum

Thank you for hatin'
Thanks for dissin', thanks for drama
She said I wouldn't be shit
So it's "Thank you" to my momma
And thanks to all the real
Especially thanks to all the fake
And thank you all for listenin'
On some shit you could relate
Thank you for snakin'
Cuz that shit done made me stronger
Don't know how it feel to eat
Cuz you ain't come in with that hunger
If you with it you with it
Tell me how you wanna get it
Some shit that I've been thru
A n***a like me can't forget it

Called the plug, shit I need an advance
Shoulda came up and there's none in my plans
I need a come up I'm takin' a chance
Don't need a scale I could weigh if I glance
They only fuck with you when you was winnin'
Shit I could tell you that right from beginnin'
They ain't really down when you endin'
When your block start spinnin' and your money start thinnin'
.45 on me Imma treat it like trump
This shit ain't fake news when I slide with the pump
Trashman on Tuesday Imma make this bitch dump
Back door on like special instructions
Test a n***a right off a deduction
Hundred rounds Imma wet up a function
Extra clip just in case it malfunctions
How you competin' when we were just eatin'
Fucked up on Monday he done by the weeend
Sleepin' and slidin' I'm hidin' I'm creepin'
Momma keep bitchin' she yellin' she grievin'
I got some shit I can't let go
I got a .38 special
Dogged up like it's PetCo
Five shots watch it echo

Thank you for hatin'
Thanks for dissin', thanks for drama
She said I wouldn't be shit
So it's "Thank you" to my momma
And thanks to all the real
Especially thanks to all the fake
And thank you all for listenin'
On some shit you could relate
Thank you for snakin'
Cuz that shit done made me stronger
Don't know how it feel to eat
Cuz you ain't come in with that hunger
If you with it you with it
Tell me how you wanna get it
Some shit that I've been thru
A n***a like me can't forget it