[Lyric] Katalot (9Lucas)

Katelot


Yeah
Money Baggers
Yeah
Huh, huh, huh

I ain't gon' say too much when a spongie speakin' on that hot shit
Fuck the admins, 'cause them bitches ain't gon' stop shit
Money baggers mad, if they play they gettin' popped quick
Flyest spammer in the game, yeah, I'm a killer
Posted on Katalot, wit' a hunnid some' shots
I be scoping wit' the tact, lil' nigga you a lobster
Bullets heat a nigga up, like he eatin' on some pasta
And shoutout to Mason, I keep me some Rubies

My niggas trappin' out the legacy, shoutout to the Migos (The Migos)
If a nigga join syntax, shoot him through thе peephole
The trap always open, bitch, wе ain't never closed
We movin' them crates and we movin' them targets
Step one, step two, do my dance in this bitch
Got a hunnid some' tacts like a quick scope in this bitch
Man, she keep on bitchin', all that naggin' and shit
Fierzaa shut the fuck up and jus' gag on this dick
I'm a side nigga, and I love when she swallow
If Viecti say something, hit him wit' a hollow
That longshot, knock ya meat out ya taco (Your taco)
Flexin' on these bitches, they call me Long John Silvers
School of hard knocks, let me take you to class
My Ro-thot really skinny but she got a lot of ass
I love counting money, I get a lot of cash
If you try to take it from me, his toe gon' have a tag

I ain't gon' say too much when a spongie speakin' on that hot shit
Fuck the admins, 'cause them bitches ain't gon' stop shit
Money baggers mad, if they play they gettin' popped quick
Flyest spammer in the game, yeah, I'm a killer
Posted on Katalot, wit' a hunnid some' shots
I be scoping wit' the tact, lil' nigga you a lobster
Bullets heat a nigga up, like he eatin' on some pasta
And shoutout to Lucas, I keep me some Rubies


All up in the party, you know we got them silver swords
Get a nigga banned like I work at KAT Discord (Discord)
I love Ey man, but a young nigga syntax
Firework show, 'cause my niggas get to sparklin'

I'm a hothead, I'll crash any second (Yeah)
He speakin' on who? Send his bitch ass to heaven (To heaven)
Extended clips, when we tote them MAC-11's (Uh-huh)
My niggas they be bloodin', they be playing rogue' out them 7's (Blood)
Why you investigating me? 'Cause I don't know a thang
And I'ma always keep a solid, I'll never sang
You know I'm Ey Fam, I always rep the gang (Ey)
He kept on dissin' so a nigga had to run his fade (Gang, gang)

Had to run fade (Had to snatch that nigga brain)
I had to snatch his brain (Had to snatch that nigga brain)
I had to make it rain (Make that motha fucka rain)
EyMason let that fuckin' choppa sing, yeah (Make it sing)