Pound

[Verse] (Love makes you sick) I’ve been too high off the gas, nigga i’ve been in the clouds He think he the king of this shit, I promise i’m taking your crown Im not brought up off the gram, I promise, I’m brought by the pound Nigga wan’ talk on the gang, I promise we gunnin’ him down (On God) ‘Member when them kids was just talking shit But now I make more than they pops, ain’t that ‘bout a bitch Yeah that pussy, he gone fold, can’t fuck with that bitch (Nah) But I’m a demon in my mode, I’m boutta bust my stick (Yeah) Fuck nigga won’t chop it up, promise I’mma shoot ‘em down Pressure on my stick, pop inside, hit ‘em, it won’t make a sound Choppa it’s gone leave him in his coffin, make his momma frown My name is Kanii, it’s not Kani, speak right, I’m spazzing out Ugh, I had to spazz for thе minute I see that car, I bought, you rented I’m in thе whip, can’t see me, tinted I’m up in that, the fuck is this, I don’t even know Count my racks, I count my dough I’m too up, I got like four I got four hoes in my bedroom She want me to feel up on her thighs, but ain’t no leg room Ugh, fuck bout the he say, she say, bitch I’ve been him Ugh, you talkin’ bout they but bitch I been him I’m up in that huuuagh, the fuck I’m up in that huuuagh, damn I just went too high, bitch, like Peter Pan Ugh, talkin’ bout yo lil boyfriend I don’t care ‘bout your man [Outro] I don’t give a fuck ‘bout that nigga, I swear Fuck him Kanii better Gang