[Lyric] Mutombo (Since99 & Kenny Beats)

[Intro]
Woah, Kenny

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm a big stepper in these Margiela's (Wow), professional loose talker
Your man is a crime-stopper (Yes)
Taking a Vicodin, that boy a pill popper
This shit like a soap opera (Continue)
Said he got VV's, that shit is copper (Yes, sir)
When I'm on the phone, I'm talkin' proper (Bitch)
You floppin' again? That ain't a shocker (Swish)
Takin' a charge, Laremy Tunsil (Uh-huh)
You had the bag, how did you fumble? (Wow)
Puttin' up stats, quintuple double (Intriguing)
He still looks at his highlights on Hudl
Making these classes, why am I humble? (Fucker)
Smokin' on cook, but we do not crumble (Shit)
She want a Birkin, I'm wavin' the finger, Mutombo (Yes, sir)
Mixin' it up in the pot like Gumbo (Wonderful)

[Verse]
I got my ear to the streets, no Dumbo (Proceed)
Rock in my pocket lookin' real jumbo
I'm in Atlanta, movin' like Huncho (Yeah)
Uppin' the score, we got a hundo
I'm mixin' Haron Preston with the furry croc (Mix)
I got a Smith & Wesson, shoot like Kevin Knox (Grrt)
Stop all this second-guessing, I don't wanna talk (Bitch)
It's 2021 and you're still wearing Airwalks? (Fuck?)
We undefeated, you think it's a cakewalk? (Damn)
Bitch, I be speedin' when I'm in the Trackhawk (Continue)
Playin' for money on 2K blacktop (Yes)
Why in the fuck do you call soda "pop?" (Uh-huh)
You out of your mind, you off of the rock (What?)
Clampin' 'em down, I got 'em on lock (Hot)
Stay in my zone, ain't takin' 'bout chalk (Pussy)
I'm cold as a bitch even when it get hot
[Interlude]
Not gonna lie Kenny, I just snapped on that bitch (Come on, Kenny, come on)
Think I gotta run back the hook though (Fuck)

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm a big stepper in these Margiela's (Yeah), professional loose talker
Your man is a crime-stopper (Wow)
Taking a Vicodin, that boy a pill popper (Splendid)
This shit like a soap opera (Yes)
Said he got VV's, that shit is copper (Intriguing)
When I'm on the phone, I'm talkin' proper
You floppin' again? That ain't a shocker (Goddamn)
Takin' a charge, Laremy Tunsil
You had the bag, how did you fumble? (Facts)
Puttin' up stats, quintuple double
He still looks at his highlights on Hudl (Weirdo)
Making these classes, why am I humble?
Smokin' on cook, but we do not crumble (No sir)
She want a Birkin, I'm wavin' the finger, Mutombo (Why?)
Mixin' it up in the pot like Gumbo

[Outro]
Good job, 99
Pat myself on the back for that one, pshh
Just looking to be
Just looking to be free
Can I be your girl? (Can I be your girl?)
With all the...