Don Juliano (feat. K.Keed)

1942 Don Juliano

Seven bitches on my call log, Cristiano

**** love to ask if you smashed, you and I know

Uber black, never catch the boy in Picanto

1942 Don Juliano

Seven bitches on my call log, Cristiano

**** love to ask if you smashed, you and I know

Uber black, never catch a **** in Picanto

Step out drippin' road flooded like they ain't no gutter

**** I get straight to the bread homie ain't no butter

Step one finesse a bitch ask her how's her mother

That's the type of shit these bitches love I don't know her mother

Never tell a bitch the truth homie I ain't Gunna

Just to fuck I told a bitch I'd wife her I swear I ain't gonna

Ask me why I be like this, **** 'cause I wanna

I can tell a lie straight face homie I don't stutter

Yeah, keep that frr-frr cash

Ain't no bitch, Henny with no dash

I keep that stash, four pockets full, think these Lil Baby's jeans

And I got it on me if that **** try play with me

Huh, keep that, keep that trrr

Keep that fah, fah, fah

Keep that shh-, keep that shh-

Keep that brr, brr

Brr

Yeah

Huh, slatt, slatt

1942 Don Juliano

Seven bitches on my call log, Cristiano

**** love to ask if you smashed, you and I know

Uber black, never catch the boy in Picanto

1942 Don Juliano

Seven bitches on my call log, Cristiano

**** love to ask if you smashed, you and I know

Uber black, never catch a **** in Picanto

Man

You not the baddest bitch in the club though

You and I know, I could tell you with my eyes closed

Yeah I said what I said with no typos

Don't forget your place in the world that's a side note

**** tryna troll my ass, I said less

But I never follow bait, that's my bitch no sweat

**** scammed my ass, took 'bout eight klip'

And I still got **** in the field gate kept

You talkin' outta pocket 'cause you always pocket watching

Boy your hits are never coming out, get out the fucking closet

If she serving cherry then you know I had to pop it

This the fruits of my labor, if you got it then you got it

I don't know how but, Imma make it happen

Please don't talk 'bout levels when I really got the leverage

I just bagged the hottest in the city but I dapped her

There you go again Keed, actin' like a rapper