Endgame (feat. CNT Ju$t) [Remix]

[Intro]
Ooo yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo)
(Oh my God its Ali!)
Ay (ooo, ooo, oo)

[Verse 1: ThaKingALi]
I slide wit a hammer I think I am Thor
Heard he got work we gon' kick down his door (Boom)
I got a .45 on the metro
Watch it go boom I think he want more
Broke that bitch back in the back of the Cadillac (Ay)
She gon' need insurance go get you some Aflac
She talkin' 'bout babies no bitch we ain’t havin' that
Don’t talk about bottles ain’t buyin' no similac
I’m in New York with a couple of soldiers
My brother he shootin' he give you a close up
Your man don’t got hands yea we know he gon' fold up
Chop his body in the winter a cold cut
We got them stones like we was in Endgame
We hear you talkin' but you bitch made (Bitch!)
Eatin' dinner that yo bitch made
She blockin' your shot like her name was Dkembe (Nope)
Bruce Li shawty it can’t get no better
Ain't shit sweet I keep a baretta
Ice white whip like Professor Finesser
Lightskin bitch look just like Coretta
Thumbin' through these racks for your bitch don't got time (Nope)
If you disrespect then we committing a crime (A crime) (Cntrst)
Got a pink bitch said she wanna sniff lines (Slat!) (Slat!)
Kicked that bitch out cuz I rather smoke pine (Gas!)

[Verse 2: CNT Ju$t]
Spin on your block bleed it (skrrrr)
She wanna fuck cuz I'm shopping at Neimans (rider)
Big slime shit ima drip every season
Walk with a faucet it’s broken and leaking (drip drip drip drip)
Checked his account and his funds were depleted
Get to them racks, my bitch waist slim but know baby got back (baby got back)
She gobble the dick like it’s food and she’s fat (ew ew)
I roll with my brothers I call them my slats (Slat!)
Thinking how to get this money bullshit don’t got time for (bullshit don’t got time for)
I pop out with all the pieces you would stand in line for (you gone stand in line for)
Bitch this CNT all on me lil bitch this ain’t Tom Ford (Cntrst)
You wanna be where I’m at than you gone have to grind more (let’s go)
Put in the work won’t happen if you lazy
No more free shit I’m making niggas pay me (gimme that)
All bout my benjis need them on the daily
New wave, I’m off the top with this shit like a toupee (yeah yeah)
I know I’m hot give a fuck bout what you say (fuck no)
Niggas be lying I swear they be fugaze
I don’t wanna kick it with you I’m not Liu Kang
Ooo yeah been dripping that kool-aid

[Outro: CNT Ju$t]
Yeah, Yeah
Slat!
Uh
Shout out my nigga Ali man