Kay ESs - Shoulda Coulda lyrics

You? You a shoulda' coulda' On my momma I'm on [Verse 1: RJ] I wish a motherf**er would try to try me Roman numeral number 4, get an IV Jane Doe, John Doe no I.D High speed through the I.E. with a 9 piece Swap meets, spot me, n***a bop bleed Boom bop, when I squab, different Glock's squeeze She can be bowling', f**ing knock me You can give her your bread, n***a not me On mother, f** her no lover f** her young mother, when I come, burn rubber Got her on the upper, yeah she down, no cover Stepping on the sofa and her supper Yo, just say it's just struggle Bottles be coming, I spot a club And the b**hes you kissing in public Freak out on popping their stomach L.A. Cubic Zirconia's Ask them n***as who know me I'll beat the sh** out of you and your homies On motherf**in' chuck [Hook: RJ] You a shoulda' coulda' woulda' a** n***a I'm a wish a n***a would on the hood a** n***a You a shoulda' coulda' woulda' a** n***a I'm a wish a n***a would on the hood a** n***a (I wish you would) I put that on me, on mom's Put that on the set On God You don't really want these problems Put that me and on God [Verse 2: Kay Ess] This a real n***a talkin' Imma' tell you like this Tats on my face stand for some real hood sh** Yeah,So don't start with me 'Cuz like Backstreet, I'll make it pop today 'Cuz I ain't playin' with you shoulda' coulda' woulda' a** n***as Pick or choose but I wish you would a** n***as Straight custard, never in the hood n***a Your name all in paper, all crooked a** n***a I'm a neighborhood n***a and I honor that So I grew my hair long and got a hunnid tats They say the streets have blown a k**a' inside a CVS 'Cuz n***as fake cheese like a thousand counterfeits And it's on my momma f** around with me, you gone meet my llama Got a little crease but the b**hes ain't smelling You front on me and Imma' put a shell in you I'm telling you! [Hook]