Kung Fu Master

[Intro]
(Enrgy Made this one)
(Ouu Sav Killed it)

[Verse]
I'm 'bout to beat a nigga’s ass, I'ma kung fu master
I just shot some shit down the middle, I'm Kung Fu Panda
I just bet one fan with doing with one fucking with bama
Fuck around with gang, now you whole hood lighting candles
Come around it’s the red way
I think I really love this bitch head, it’s the head shape
Your mans cooperated, I ain't gon lie that’s how feds shaped
I jus stepped on a motherfuck, until my leg break
I’m about to the fire the cameraman, he jus kicked over the lean
Young nigga wit big dreams, livin out his drеams
Young nigga wit the big b’s off the new Cеline
Don’t give a fuck about being healthy, but I want sum p’s

Where the fuck is Simbaa at?
You might think I’m goin hard, but this pistol scratch
I got a big load, but you can’t get to that
My white boy a plug, but you can’t get to Matt
When I’m outta town my lil nigga run the block up
When you outta town yo boyfriend fuck yo spot up
I’m set on shootin this bitch, all I do is spot up
I need another cough* call the doc up

Damn, I ain gon lie this the new season
Blew the mic out this bitch, I left the booth breathin
I ain gon shit this time, this the poop season
I might let my mama ball on you, this the duke season

My first studio, a crackhead brought it to me
I’m in a different tax breaker, how you talkin to me?
You ain got a ride Im not pullin up, so you walkin to me
I don’t do no semis, bitch all I tote is fully’s

I can’t lie, I love when a hoe call me papi
Bullets big nd long nd they hot, I call em Taki’s
My granny always gettin it, I call her wocky
I’m bout to beat this nigga’s ass, you can call me Rocky
I like to fight then fuck, you can call me toxic
A group of us hit you wit the flash, no paparazzi
We be cookin nigga’s through this bitch no hibachi