Top Songs By Kebba
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nikita Volokitin
Songwriter
kebba njie
Songwriter
Lyrics
Uh
We ain't talkin bout pink and gold bottles nigga
We're real life goals and role models
Y'all miss me
Spicy
Kebba
Yeah
RVSN beats
Ok you pretty as fuck, but bitch now what
Bitch do better
Yo credit score seven and up
Bitch do better
You ain't talkin bout biz, or real estate
Bitch do better
What the fuck do you bring to the table
Bitch do better
Ok you pretty as fuck, but bitch now what
Bitch do better
Yo credit score ain't seven and up
Bitch do better
You ain't talkin bout biz, or real estate
What the fuck do you bring to the table
Bitch do better
I don't really think that these hoes really think it through when they be talkin spicy
If it was their money and not my bread then they'd prolly say what they want is pricey
Shit real fishy I ain't talkin Pisces how they want and need but don't give shit
Dress half naked then act confused when I tell em they ain't gettin nothin but dick
(Nothin)
See me I'm a real one
My whole life been a movie (Facts)
If you gon be more than a slide then
(Tell me)
How the fuck you gon improve me
How we gon get that bag hit diamond medallion status on Delta
Live wit no debt
Not even a mortgage
No Peter Lugers if you ain't eat porage
Wit a nigga it'd differ if a bitcha real one
Down to hunt for what she want I promise mine'd kill some'n
If you ain't wit it then (Mm mm)
Babyyyyy I'm just not your guy
I'm driven by goals I'm selfish
Basically I don't give a fuck
But you should know the last chick that fell for me (Huh)
She still ain't get up
Ok you pretty as fuck, but bitch now what
Bitch do better
Yo credit score ain't seven and up
Bitch do better
You ain't talkin bout biz, or real estate
Bitch do better
What the fuck do you bring to the table
Bitch do better
Face down ass up is all that I see cuz you bitches suck
Do better than me shit that ain't no weed
You better believe this bitch is a g
Ten toes down
Nine in the Berkin
Credit eight, ya'll hungry I'm certain
Seven countries one year no twerkin
Bein fine don't stop shyt I'm workin
Escuchame baby I'm foreign this shyt hit different
No Rover gimme the land that's what I'm on listen
Make me better or make me a whiskey and ginger ale
After that boy miss me wit what you could buy
And that V that you by
Pst, huh
Boy bye
Mommy birthed me on four twenty
Confidence high don't need your money
They wanna wife this cuz the kitty is priceless
That's on my daughter until I'm lifeless
Been had diamonds been had a Benz
Been had crypto, lick my nipple
That right there it goes to whoever
From me and Kebba
Bitch do better
Ok you pretty as fuck, but bitch now what
Bitch do better
Yo credit score ain't seven and up
Bitch do better
You ain't talkin bout biz, or real estate
Bitch do better
What the fuck do you bring to the table
Bitch do better
Ok you pretty as fuck, but bitch now what
Bitch do better
Yo credit score ain't seven and up
Bitch do better
You ain't talkin bout biz, or real estate
Bitch do better
What the fuck do you bring to the table
Bitch do better
Writer(s): Kebba N'jie
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