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YBN Cordae – Kung Fu Lyrics

Kung Fu Lyrics by YBN Cordae

[Hook/Chorus]
Let me tell you how I come through with the 1-2
Kicking s–t like kung fu
Treat a bad b—h like she average
I’m a savage, lil hoe, what you wan’ do?
I’m about cash, hit the rout fast
I’ma get that lil n—a, by any means
I’ma complain ’bout my Balmains, but it’s all sane
Couple racks in my skinny jeans “ayy”
Hit it up, one time
N—-s gonna get it until the sun rise “ayy”
School of hard knocks, I’m alumni
B—–s on my d–k like fungi
Won’t stop, what’s that?
Keep a Tommy on me like a Rugrat “ayy”
N—-s used to trap where the bus at
Told Momma I’m gonna quit but I love cash

[Verse 1]
I’ma just get it and get it again
Commas I split with my friends “ayy”
Twinning them twinning them twinning twin twin
Tryna flip a four to a Benz
I’ma get it, I’ma get it regardless
(?) trap out the college
Give me brain, I swear that b—h is a scholar
No snakes around me, only snakes on my collar
I’m a thief in the night, pray to Jesus to Christ
Better hope he believe in your life
Free my lil n—a (?), was catching them bodies
He fighting his demons tonight
All my n—-s be trapping, Your n—-s be rapping
They rob you, you asking what happened
Got a new b—h from China, she wearing designer
I’m lacing her in new fashion “ayy”

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[Hook/Chorus]
Let me tell you how I come through with the 1-2
Kicking s–t like kung fu
Treat a bad b—h like she average
I’m a savage, lil hoe, what you wan’ do?
I’m about cash, hit the rout fast
I’ma get that lil n—a, by any means
I’ma complain ’bout my Balmains, but it’s all sane
Couple racks in my skinny jeans “ayy”
Hit it up, one time
N—-s gonna get it until the sun rise “ayy”
School of hard knocks, I’m alumni
B—–s on my d–k like fungi
Won’t stop, what’s that?
Keep a Tommy on me like a Rugrat “ayy”
N—-s used to trap where the bus at
Told Momma I’m gonna quit but I love cash

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[Verse 2]
I’ve been all around the f—–g globe
Baby whatchu know
M———-r better tuck and roll
Got places to go
And n—-s missed the last flight
Living in the fast life
Momma said you never acted right “g—–n”
Guess I’m a bad guy
But I’m on my grind like a halfpipe
‘Cause I switch it and flip it up and cook it up mad nice
Til I see them flash lights, and I’m gone
Fast flashlight, my future a (?) right
Because when they rent is due, and your Benz is new
And your old friends be resenting you
Like my women brown, and my bandage blue
S–t is f—-d up when they envy you
‘Member n—-s got killed over penny shoes
Where I’m from n—-s die like Kenny do
Take a hit of this pack and this Henny juice
Only one of me, but there’s plenty of you
It was all a dream, reminiscing of a smaller thing
Grandma cooking like Paula Deen
It ain’t all it seems, grew up with the (?)
(?)

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[Hook/Chorus]
Let me tell you how I come through with the 1-2
Kicking s–t like kung fu
Treat a bad b—h like she average
I’m a savage, lil hoe, what you wan’ do?
I’m about cash, hit the rout fast
I’ma get that lil n—a, by any means
I’ma complain ’bout my Balmains, but it’s all sane
Couple racks in my skinny jeans “ayy”
Hit it up, one time
N—-s gonna get it until the sun rise “ayy”
School of hard knocks, I’m alumni
B—–s on my d–k like fungi
Won’t stop, what’s that?
Keep a Tommy on me like a Rugrat “ayy”
N—-s used to trap where the bus at
Told Momma I’m gonna quit but I love cash

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