3400 Goth (Fauni x Kane)

[Hook Kane Grocerys]
Jugg and tote the strap
Get the snack caps
Fauni in the cut and he smokin' gas
Gassin' on yo ass
Skrtt off with the pack
Fendi with the Tec's
Bitch call me dad

[Verse 1 Kane Grocerys]
Runnin' up the check
Broke niggas mad
Get paper fast
All you niggas last
Lil seven in the cut
He'll let it bust
Pourin' mud up
Man I love to smash
Diamonds on my neck, icy bubble bath
Fuck her from the back, scratchin' on my back
Smokin' gas attack, poppin' xannies back
Jugg and tote the strap
Get the snack caps

[Verse 2 Thouxanbanfauni]
Jugg and tote the strap
Get to snatchin' caps
I just need them bands now, I can't sell you that
Aye, finesse him out of what he got and get it back, and re-up off of that, aye re-up off of that
Jugg and tote the strap, came up off of that
Niggas always at my back gotta' watch my back
So I keep a pistol cap tooley in my lap
Keep one in my lap and she in my ear
The devil in my ear don't need either one there
I just need some new hoes like some cheerleader
Y-3 my waist, that hoe give me face
It ain't no debate, I got perfect taste

[Verse 3 Kane Grocerys and Thouxanbanfauni ]
We ain't doin' dates
I ain't bumpin' Drake
Bitch I'm eatin' steak
All my niggas great
Lobster on my plate
Bitches in my face
Keep a .38
Diamonds out the lake
All you niggas funny man, yall make me laugh
I'm juggin' snack caps
Bitch I'm so fuckin' advanced
Bitch I'm the man
Rollie look like xans
Peanut butter jam in the trap look like [?]
And you can't understand, or you can't comprehend
These niggas so under me they don't even understand
A Atlantastan where we sold them xans and they came with bands
So we spend them bands

[Hook Kane Grocerys]
Jugg and tote the strap
Get the snack caps
Fauni in the cut and he smokin' gas
Gassin' on yo ass
Skrtt off with the pack
Fendi with the Tec's
Bitch call me dad

[Outro Kand Grocerys]
Bitch call me dad
Jugg and tote the strap
Get the snack caps
Fauni in the cut and he smokin' gas