Cal-A - I Might (Remix) lyrics

(Intro: Schizo) Aye, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah (Hook 1: Schizo) When they see me, they always takin' pics See the clothes, and then the shawty's flip I'm just doin' me, I never trip Hit yo' girl, and then I sealed my lips I said I smashed, I smashed and then I dip (Verse 1: Schizo) I'm rockin', they jockin' No stoppin' the words that be flowin' up out of my mouth Haters step out Bringin' rap back Never gon' lack Blowin' up like Baghdad Bad Girl, Afghan Hit her with the hashtag: Women Crush Anyday I can get her any way Haters wanna hate on me, but that just can't be Cuz I'm flowin' in the game,and these rappers can't hang (so swerve) I deserve the cash, I deserve the riches And the b**hes, pullin' switches If she bring her friend, it ain't gon' end Takin' them down, givin' them rounds Makin' them scream, and I'm makin' them shout Will I be the best? Man, there ain't no doubt You can take this vow, that I say right now People say I talk a lot, but I love to flex Diamonds on my baby Jesus that be hangin' from my neck Drop a cla** on clothes, never trip off hoes That's just me, that's the way it goes Ain't nothin' new bro, man everyone knows And I'll make it in this game with this devilish flow (Hook 2: King Jake) When they see it, they wanna take a hit Roll up blunts, always keep 'em lit Got the Loud, and the Dank See me puffin', puffin' on some grapes (Verse 2: King Jake) Ima take her, she don't know about it But I had to an*lyze the situation Grapes are rolled up, boutta blaze it Heinous crimes, I'm in cloud 9 It's bangin',they strangers endangered Put the blunt together, Power Rangers Backin', She backin' it up Stackin', I'm stackin it up Breakin and packin' the nugs I'm pickin, we clickin, she stickin', ditchin' Leave you stuck, like you in prison Trippin', I'm chillin, I'm feelin' this weed Put me in AP, cuz my flow's advanced Vice versa, That's a Nissan Knees on the ground Where the Dead Rappers at? All I speak about it facts Switchin' and Choppin' it up Boutta roll another one (Hook 3: QUINTON) When they see me, I'm rollin' up a bleezy Took your b**h, made it look easy I'm a player, yeah, no need to snitch I said I might, might just yo' b**h (Verse 3: QUINTON) Umm You ain't the sh** cuz you a piece of it Period P.S Sorry to my n***as hearin' this And to the women, you know how I do Hit me I'll slide thru With that Hundred Proof And a bila blunt of Blue Dream, Yes I am livin' it Chillin' lit, Makin' raps hoping you feelin' it Only be cheifin' with actives and meeting more reals Cuz my palms itchin' to know how more feels So quit b**hin' my n***a It's QUINTON, just listen, my n***a And you gon' be speakin mill' figgas And wearin' Hilfigers I just need a stoner baddie with a big booty This could be us but you playin, q-t This could be us, why you playin' cutie? I just want women around me that roll And send nudes directly to my camera roll Her hands on my balls, like she's gonna bowl Her mouth on my pipe while she's lightin' my bowl I'm Gold