DJ Kay Slay - Reputables lyrics

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DJ Kay Slay - Reputables lyrics

[Intro] And we continue on (This is a Goddy Production) Big shout out to Maino, ByrdGang Shoota, Hell Rell Come on! [Chorus] I only f** with reputable n***as If you get out a line, come and step to you haters Reputable n***as (Big shout out to Sammi J and Hook) I got no time for buss a** n***as [Verse 1] Ah, yeah, Where are all my connect for a kilo THrow up money to their hitters with the reico Ah, my lil n***as turn shooters, they smoking for some meat meal Pumas Am that n***as but they hanging to a minute When they heard about your past and they know it ain't just lyrics Got these b**hes asking questions, screaming yeah I heard it, live it Heard he pulled up in the projects with when them bellies Yeah I did it (yeah i did it, yeah I did it) Met a bad b**h on Instagram, I think the feds saw my Instagram Yeah, uh huh, they roundsman and these n***as doom Only graves for these n***as soul Street sweeping in the Louis Duffel, pillow case on the nozzle Not a sound as moffel, these sh** my enemies don't get away Tell 'em am coming worded Kay Slay [Chorus] I only f** with reputable n***as If you get out a line, come and step to you haters Reputable n***as, give me your reputable hitter I got no time for buss a** n***as [Verse 2] My past is sorted and it's all recorded Been holding cash the IRS couldn't ignored Been making plays on Broadway, no performing, clapping No applaud if it didn't go according to the plan I was the six man scoring, coming off the bench like J.R Smith with a A.R, spit quick, sound like thunder okay y'all Make fake thug sing like Tamar Dad told me no matter how intense the pressure get A real king won't subject himself to peasant sh** f** the retorick, Am a pessimist on a precipice At the edge of this, seeing the definite, definite My moves devenish, to the law, I'm a reverent But to my dogs am benevolent (shooter) It's indisputable, irrefutable, my position in my gang is reputable [Chorus] I only f** with reputable n***as If you get out a line, come and step to you haters Reputable n***as, give me your reputable hitter I got no time for buss a** n***as [Verse 3] They hating while am absent, but never in my presence Flick ashes on you dirty little n***a, you a peasant (yeah) If I ever say what's up to you, consider it a present (uh huh) My gift from me to you n***a, bricks from Peru n***a (yeah) f** your link in Bio, just pour a liquor in his cupid Tell your girl to take my number, I don't think she refuse it (no) Talking G, you ain't even got a dial (uh huh) Stomp a lame n***a out blazier go stare (yeah) Jesus on my neck but I ain't quoting no scriptures I was f**ing with the grand before I uploaded b**hes The torch got pa**ed down by Cares One (One) From Fat Joe to Big Pun, but didn't I got that sh** done (yeah) Am born gangster rap back on his d**h (I did it) s**ing on your girl titty, still getting breast fed America's nightmare, But living my dream n***a Tryna fit a hundred racks and Balmain jeans n***a (yeah) [Chorus] I only f** with reputable n***as If you get out a line, come and step to you haters Reputable n***as, give me your reputable hitter I got no time for buss a** n***as