Show Off
By Jaey Kilo (2020)
On album Brown II (2020)
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[Verse 1]
They say they want that cocky Kilo back, so i'ma give it to ‘em (Aw yeah ?)
I don't repeat myself no broken record, let me sit it to ‘em (Let's go)
Hit a lick now we got wholesale, highest buyer bid it to ‘em (Stain)
Put that pack in the mail through UPS, and we gon' ship it to ‘em (Phew)
From the south, but we was running ‘round like this the wild west (The south)
We ain't playing fair, like “Fuck all that man who we'll foul next ?” (Turn up)
Aw we play for keeps not evens, so we keep the trial set (Phew)
Not no jury trial, we load it up, rip through your style vest (Bah)
You put a heart around her neck, and I poured liquor down her throat (Hoe)
I wouldn't take her back for cheating on me, dub her ass like “Nope” (Hell Nah)
I ain't talking ‘bout no weed, when I say I got fam on dope (Work)
I'm talking that ‘ron, i'm talking ‘bout percs, the least of our concern is coke (Let's go)
Nigga them crackas trying to raid us, go flush all that down the toilet (Phew)
I ain't a dummy they want to make an example of me, I'll avoid it (Fuck !)
Speak on my name and you get cancelled, Carbon 15 for to void you (Brrtt)
We gon' vacate the premises, when I up this bitch I boil it (Go)
[Chorus]
We say it's ladders in them hammers, when extendos up in ‘em
And we don't tote it just to post it, play we really gon' send ‘em
Aw yeah you ain't shot the gun lil' nigga, we don't take you serious you a joke off
Nah, you shoot ‘hind a bitch, but ain't never shot for yo' bros, we call you a show off nigga
I'm ‘bout to do ‘em all dirty again, give ‘em a reason be mad (Give ‘em a reason)
I'm ‘bout to show ‘em I get up on 10, thinking i'm going out sad (Get up on 10)
I ain't never been one to jump on a trend, I ain't gon' die with a fad (Ride the wave)
She calling me “Daddy” and “Papi”, I wasn't raised up nothing like her Dad, check
[Verse 2]
Plenty of shit that I don't speak on, but participated in (Shh)
Niggas had tried to hit, and we reciprocated in (Hit)
Bringing that pack from the 305, and then we weighed it in (Phew)
Home invasions skated out, as fast I skated in (Skurt)
Nights was car hopping, started early as midnight (Let's go)
Steal us a whip with a Army Plate, we know we hit right (Vroom)
12 run down finna rush our legs, we ain't gon sit tight (Let's go)
Meadow Woods Wolves, we ain't with that “Bit-Bite” (We ain't)
‘Cause when it go down, we handle buisness then buisness as usual (Turn Up)
And each and everyone of us move quiet, and move as 2 (Shh)
So if you see us dolo, that still mean we got that tool (We got)
And I like buying TEC's, that come with something to keep it cool (Brrtt)
32 shots yeah that what the TEC got, i'ma draw down get hit with a best shot
After we fuck make her sleep on the wet spot, tell her “don't speak on our buisness you bett' not”
We gon' hit back fuck waiting on Karma, we gon' take lives of all of yo' partners
We gon' put hollows inside of yo' Honda, aim for your neck no point in that armor
[Chorus]
We say it's ladders in them hammers, when extendos up in ‘em
And we don't tote it just to post it, play we really gon' send ‘em
Aw yeah you ain't shot the gun lil' nigga, we don't take you serious you a joke off
Nah, you shoot ‘hind a bitch, but ain't never shot for yo' bros, we call you a show off nigga
I'm ‘bout to do ‘em all dirty again, give ‘em a reason be mad (Give ‘em a reason)
I'm ‘bout to show ‘em I get up on 10, thinking i'm going out sad (Get up on 10)
I ain't never been one to jump on a trend, I ain't gon' die with a fad (Ride the wave)
She calling me “Daddy” and “Papi”, I wasn't raised up nothing like her Dad, check
We say it's ladders in them hammers, when extendos up in ‘em
And we don't tote it just to post it, play we really gon' send ‘em
Aw yeah you ain't shot the gun lil' nigga, we don't take you serious you a joke off
Nah, you shoot ‘hind a bitch, but ain't never shot for yo' bros, we call you a show off nigga
I'm ‘bout to do ‘em all dirty again, give ‘em a reason be mad (Give ‘em a reason)
I'm ‘bout to show ‘em I get up on 10, thinking i'm going out sad (Get up on 10)
I ain't never been one to jump on a trend, I ain't gon' die with a fad (Ride the wave)
She calling me “Daddy” and “Papi”, I wasn't raised up nothing like her Dad, check
They say they want that cocky Kilo back, so i'ma give it to ‘em (Aw yeah ?)
I don't repeat myself no broken record, let me sit it to ‘em (Let's go)
Hit a lick now we got wholesale, highest buyer bid it to ‘em (Stain)
Put that pack in the mail through UPS, and we gon' ship it to ‘em (Phew)
From the south, but we was running ‘round like this the wild west (The south)
We ain't playing fair, like “Fuck all that man who we'll foul next ?” (Turn up)
Aw we play for keeps not evens, so we keep the trial set (Phew)
Not no jury trial, we load it up, rip through your style vest (Bah)
You put a heart around her neck, and I poured liquor down her throat (Hoe)
I wouldn't take her back for cheating on me, dub her ass like “Nope” (Hell Nah)
I ain't talking ‘bout no weed, when I say I got fam on dope (Work)
I'm talking that ‘ron, i'm talking ‘bout percs, the least of our concern is coke (Let's go)
Nigga them crackas trying to raid us, go flush all that down the toilet (Phew)
I ain't a dummy they want to make an example of me, I'll avoid it (Fuck !)
Speak on my name and you get cancelled, Carbon 15 for to void you (Brrtt)
We gon' vacate the premises, when I up this bitch I boil it (Go)
[Chorus]
We say it's ladders in them hammers, when extendos up in ‘em
And we don't tote it just to post it, play we really gon' send ‘em
Aw yeah you ain't shot the gun lil' nigga, we don't take you serious you a joke off
Nah, you shoot ‘hind a bitch, but ain't never shot for yo' bros, we call you a show off nigga
I'm ‘bout to do ‘em all dirty again, give ‘em a reason be mad (Give ‘em a reason)
I'm ‘bout to show ‘em I get up on 10, thinking i'm going out sad (Get up on 10)
I ain't never been one to jump on a trend, I ain't gon' die with a fad (Ride the wave)
She calling me “Daddy” and “Papi”, I wasn't raised up nothing like her Dad, check
[Verse 2]
Plenty of shit that I don't speak on, but participated in (Shh)
Niggas had tried to hit, and we reciprocated in (Hit)
Bringing that pack from the 305, and then we weighed it in (Phew)
Home invasions skated out, as fast I skated in (Skurt)
Nights was car hopping, started early as midnight (Let's go)
Steal us a whip with a Army Plate, we know we hit right (Vroom)
12 run down finna rush our legs, we ain't gon sit tight (Let's go)
Meadow Woods Wolves, we ain't with that “Bit-Bite” (We ain't)
‘Cause when it go down, we handle buisness then buisness as usual (Turn Up)
And each and everyone of us move quiet, and move as 2 (Shh)
So if you see us dolo, that still mean we got that tool (We got)
And I like buying TEC's, that come with something to keep it cool (Brrtt)
32 shots yeah that what the TEC got, i'ma draw down get hit with a best shot
After we fuck make her sleep on the wet spot, tell her “don't speak on our buisness you bett' not”
We gon' hit back fuck waiting on Karma, we gon' take lives of all of yo' partners
We gon' put hollows inside of yo' Honda, aim for your neck no point in that armor
[Chorus]
We say it's ladders in them hammers, when extendos up in ‘em
And we don't tote it just to post it, play we really gon' send ‘em
Aw yeah you ain't shot the gun lil' nigga, we don't take you serious you a joke off
Nah, you shoot ‘hind a bitch, but ain't never shot for yo' bros, we call you a show off nigga
I'm ‘bout to do ‘em all dirty again, give ‘em a reason be mad (Give ‘em a reason)
I'm ‘bout to show ‘em I get up on 10, thinking i'm going out sad (Get up on 10)
I ain't never been one to jump on a trend, I ain't gon' die with a fad (Ride the wave)
She calling me “Daddy” and “Papi”, I wasn't raised up nothing like her Dad, check
We say it's ladders in them hammers, when extendos up in ‘em
And we don't tote it just to post it, play we really gon' send ‘em
Aw yeah you ain't shot the gun lil' nigga, we don't take you serious you a joke off
Nah, you shoot ‘hind a bitch, but ain't never shot for yo' bros, we call you a show off nigga
I'm ‘bout to do ‘em all dirty again, give ‘em a reason be mad (Give ‘em a reason)
I'm ‘bout to show ‘em I get up on 10, thinking i'm going out sad (Get up on 10)
I ain't never been one to jump on a trend, I ain't gon' die with a fad (Ride the wave)
She calling me “Daddy” and “Papi”, I wasn't raised up nothing like her Dad, check
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