Deezo301 - KD Lyrics

Uh, uh
Can't it believe that nigga thought it was sweet
(Got a 7 foot shooter lookin' like KD)
Can't it believe that nigga thought it was sweet
(Whoa)
Can’t believe that nigga thought it was sweet
He ain’t really no shooter no Glock 17
I ain’t talking
(Aint talking bout Hooters I got me some wings)
Can’t believe that nigga thought it was sweet
He ain’t really no shooter no Glock 17
I ain’t talking
(Aight, hopefully this shit crank)
Can’t believe that nigga thought it was sweet
He ain’t really no shooter no Glock 17
I ain’t talking no Hooters I got me some wings
Call up the jeweler got ice on me
Freeze
Not from Chiraq, Polo cost me a G
And I’m balling like Jordan I’m not 23
Niggas think that they balling, they not in my league
Got a 7 foot shooter I call him KD
7 foot shooter looking like KD
I might toss him a burner just like KD
High in the booth and Terk cut on the beat
Then I switched up the flow and I got it on fleek
Topped the whole gang, gave you kiss on the cheek
And on Valentine Day bet you rubbing her feet
Just like the Nets I be balling Kyrie
Got a 7 foot shooter I call him KD
Need the whole bag not a fraction of shit
Why you talking if I even ain’t ask you no shit?
I be so high in the booth like it’s NASA
I get off the liq' Lamar Jackson yo shit
First I was the whipping the Honda
My clothes was from Target but now they from Prada
And bitch I walk in the stu'
And start spitting that raw shit
I’m fucking up beats wit no condom
I got some bop in this shit like Dababy
I feel like a animal turn into Stunna
Bitch talking crazy
She think she gone play me
I fuck her 4 times then I’m blocking her number
Nigga I don’t even motherfucking want her
You wife her, next day got you burning like usher
Leave me alone wit that bitch for 5 minutes
I leave her like she just bit straight to a Gusher
Bitch
Can’t believe that nigga thought it was sweet
He ain’t really no shooter no Glock 17
I ain’t talking no Hooters I got me some wings
Call up the jeweler got ice on me
Freeze
Not from Chiraq, Polo cost me a G
And I’m balling like Jordan I’m not 23
Niggas think that they balling, they not in my league
Got a 7 foot shooter I call him KD
7 foot shooter looking like KD
I might toss him a burner just like KD
High in the booth and Terk cut on the beat
Then I switched up the flow and I got it on fleek
Topped the whole gang, gave you kiss on the cheek
And on Valentine Day bet you rubbing her feet
Just like the Nets I be balling Kyrie
Got a 7 foot shooter I call him KD

Uh, uh
Can't it believe that nigga thought it was sweet
(Got a 7 foot shooter lookin' like KD)
Can't it believe that nigga thought it was sweet
(Whoa)
Can’t believe that nigga thought it was sweet
He ain’t really no shooter no Glock 17
I ain’t talking
(Aint talking bout Hooters I got me some wings)
Can’t believe that nigga thought it was sweet
He ain’t really no shooter no Glock 17
I ain’t talking
(Aight, hopefully this shit crank)
Can’t believe that nigga thought it was sweet
He ain’t really no shooter no Glock 17
I ain’t talking no Hooters I got me some wings
Call up the jeweler got ice on me
Freeze
Not from Chiraq, Polo cost me a G
And I’m balling like Jordan I’m not 23
Niggas think that they balling, they not in my league
Got a 7 foot shooter I call him KD
7 foot shooter looking like KD
I might toss him a burner just like KD
High in the booth and Terk cut on the beat
Then I switched up the flow and I got it on fleek
Topped the whole gang, gave you kiss on the cheek
And on Valentine Day bet you rubbing her feet
Just like the Nets I be balling Kyrie
Got a 7 foot shooter I call him KD
Need the whole bag not a fraction of shit
Why you talking if I even ain’t ask you no shit?
I be so high in the booth like it’s NASA
I get off the liq' Lamar Jackson yo shit
First I was the whipping the Honda
My clothes was from Target but now they from Prada
And bitch I walk in the stu'
And start spitting that raw shit
I’m fucking up beats wit no condom
I got some bop in this shit like Dababy
I feel like a animal turn into Stunna
Bitch talking crazy
She think she gone play me
I fuck her 4 times then I’m blocking her number
Nigga I don’t even motherfucking want her
You wife her, next day got you burning like usher
Leave me alone wit that bitch for 5 minutes
I leave her like she just bit straight to a Gusher
Bitch
Can’t believe that nigga thought it was sweet
He ain’t really no shooter no Glock 17
I ain’t talking no Hooters I got me some wings
Call up the jeweler got ice on me
Freeze
Not from Chiraq, Polo cost me a G
And I’m balling like Jordan I’m not 23
Niggas think that they balling, they not in my league
Got a 7 foot shooter I call him KD
7 foot shooter looking like KD
I might toss him a burner just like KD
High in the booth and Terk cut on the beat
Then I switched up the flow and I got it on fleek
Topped the whole gang, gave you kiss on the cheek
And on Valentine Day bet you rubbing her feet
Just like the Nets I be balling Kyrie
Got a 7 foot shooter I call him KD