Kompany

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She can't leave her friend, her friend
 She can hop right in, 3 piece for the win
 Knock on four walls with a grin now
 She can't leave her friend, her friend
 She can hop right in, 3 piece for the win
 Knock on four walls with a grin now
 
 Lil' Monte on the beat, you got it on repeat
 Word out on the street, it's zero capping
 I'm from the arch
 I treat my nemesis harsh
 I spot a lame 'cross the yard
 Booches be parched
 No you can't trap me with boobie
 My pull out game on garage
 I swear fa God
 God wrote my life like a movie
 I'm out here playing my part
 Smeezy Segal
 Right now I'm above the law
 Puffin a puffy cigar
 Country as fuck
 I keep a horse on my balls
 I keep a horse on my balls
 Leaving my mark
 She heard that Smino was here
 Then let me write on her walls
 Cranberry drop
 I heard it was good for the pussy
 I heard it was good for the box
 Kush in my sock
 'Cause we headed straight to the gally
 And you know 170 hot, ooohhh
 Incoming call, from this lil' freak from New York
 She said, she all about the Minaj
 Plus she gone bring all her barbs, she blessed
 I kiss my rosary, hoping these hoes
 A be cold as this jamo and soda be
 My pockets on Monique
 These booches all on me
 I feel like I'm Professor Ogalvi
 I been pumping this company
 Lil somethin' plump keep me company
 Real niggas round in good company
 Company, company, company, company
 I been pumping this company
 Lil somethin' plump keep me company
 Real niggas round in good company
 Company, company, company, company
 She can't leave her friend, her friend
 She can hop right in, 3 piece for the win
 Knock on four walls with a grin now
 She can't leave her friend, her friend
 She can hop right in, 3 piece for the win
 Knock on four walls with a grin now
 She can't leave her friend, her friend
 She can hop right in, 3 piece for the win
 Knock on four walls with a grin now
 She can't leave her friend, her friend
 She can hop right in, 3 piece for the win
 Knock on four walls with a grin now
 Zero that company, raised all our monthlies (whoa)
 More booked then kindle
 Old flame want rekindle
 Bitch mama said I can't have company, so
 Booked 'cause you know how lil' Monte be, I don't
 Politic profit the policy
 I honestly don't do no 'poligies
 Inspiring, I got variety
 And yo bitch want my body
 I got more kicks then karate
 Chris off the Brown, that's Karrueche
 She callin' me Smino papi
 I feel like she chasing my D
 But real niggas chasing deposits
 The coupe color raspberry tea
 Interior drip look like honey
 Two thangs with me right now
 (Bof'um thick)
 Quit playing with me right now
 (Throw some bitch)
 Who sayin' we gone run out
 (No, no, no, no)
 Too many niggas rapping
 (They ain't saying shit)
 Dey'on like da mike
 (They Calvin Cambridge)
 Sound right alright
 (I know, I know, I know)
 Two thangs with me right now
 (Bof'um thick)
 Quit playing with me right now
 (Throw some bitch)
 Who sayin' we gone run out
 (Nah, nah, nah, nah)
 Too many niggas rapping
 (They ain't saying shit)
 Dey'on like da mike
 (They Calvin Cambridge)
 Sound right alright
 (I know, I know, I know)
 I been pumping this company
 Lil somethin' plump keep me company
 Real niggas round in good company
 Company, company, company, company
 I been pumping this company
 Lil somethin' plump keep me company
 Real niggas round in good company
 Company, company, company, company
 

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Duration
03:29
Key
11
Tempo
139 BPM

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