Kung Fu
YBN Cordae Lyrics

Let me tell you how I come through with the 1-2
Allow me to explain how I approach things with precision

Kickin' shit like kung fu
Making moves with strength and skill

Treat a bad bitch like she average
I don't put women on a pedestal and treat them all equally

I'm a savage, lil' hoe, what you wan' do?
I'm aggressive and won't hesitate to act if provoked

I'm about cash if the route fast
I'm all about making money as quickly as possible

I'ma get that lil' nigga, by any means
I'll do whatever it takes to achieve my goals, even if it means breaking the rules

Momma complain 'bout my Balmains, but it's all sane
My mother may not approve of my fashion choices, but it's no big deal

Couple racks in my skinny jeans (ayy)
I'm carrying a few thousand dollars in my tightly fitting jeans

Hit it up, one time
Let's do it once and do it right

Niggas gonna get it 'til the sun rise (ayy)
We'll keep hustling and grinding all night long

School of hard knocks, I'm alumni
I've learned my lessons from the streets

Bitches on my dick like fungi
Women are constantly pursuing me

Won't stop, what's that?
I won't give up or give in, what's that supposed to mean?

Keep the Tommy on me like a Rugrat (ayy)
I'm carrying a gun at all times

Niggas used to trap where the bus at
We used to sell drugs right where the bus stops

Tell momma I'ma quit, but I love cash (ayy)
I'll tell my mother I'm done with the hustle, but it's hard to resist the money

I'ma just get it and get it again
I'll keep grinding and making more money

Come ups I split with my friends, ayy
I'll share the wealth with my friends who are hustling with me

Twenty's them twenty's them twinny twin twin
I'm making stacks of money in twenty dollar bills

Tryna flip Ford to a Benz
I'm trying to upgrade my car from a Ford to a Benz

Bussin' jugs and used to trap out the college
I used to sell drugs and make money on a college campus

Give me brain, I swear that bitch is a scholar
I enjoy the company of intelligent women

No snakes around me, only snake on my collar
I don't have any disloyal people in my inner circle, only a snake on my shirt collar

I'm a thief in the night, pray to Jesus to Christ
I move swiftly and unexpectedly, and ask for divine protection

Better hope he believe in your life
You better hope God is on your side

Free my lil' nigga Saudi, was catching them bodies
I hope my friend who killed people gets released from prison

He fighting his demons to light
He's struggling with internal conflicts to find his way back to the light

All my niggas be trapping, your niggas be rapping
My friends are all hustlers, while your friends are just making music

They robbed you, you asking what happened
You got robbed and now you're wondering how it happened

Got a new bitch from China, she wearing designer
I have a new girlfriend from China who loves wearing expensive clothes

I'm lacing her in the new fashion (ayy)
I'm buying her the latest fashionable clothes

I've been all around the fucking globe
I've traveled around the world

Baby what ya know?
Do you know what I mean, baby?

Motherfucker better tuck and roll
You better be ready to move quickly or face the consequences

Got places to go
I have a lot of places to be and things to do

And niggas missed the last flight
My friends didn't catch their flight and are now stuck

Livin' in the fast life
I'm living a life of luxury and speed

Momma said you never act right, Goddamn
My mother thinks I'm always up to no good

Guess I'm a bad guy
I suppose I'm seen as a villain

But I'm on my grind like a halfpipe
I'm working hard and putting in effort like a skateboarder on a halfpipe

'Cause I switch it and flip it and cook it up mad nice
I'm versatile and creative, and can turn anything into a success

'Til I see them flashlights, then I'm gone
As soon as I see police or anyone who might interfere with my plans, I disappear

Fast flash like, my future's a tad bright
I see a bright future for myself, and it's coming fast

Because when they rent is due, and your Benz is new
When you have to pay rent but also have a new Benz, things can get stressful

And your old friends be resenting you
Your old friends will start to hate you when they see you've made it and they haven't

Like my women brown, and my Benjies blue
I prefer women with brown skin and like to have hundred dollar bills in blue

Shit is fucked up when they envy you
It's a messed up situation when people are jealous of you and your success

'Member niggas got killed over Penny shoes
I remember when people were killed over a cheap brand of shoes

Where I'm from niggas dying like Kenny do
In my hometown people are dying left and right, like a character on South Park named Kenny

Take a hit of this PAC and this Henny juice
Have a sip of this weed and cognac

Only one of me, but there's plenty of you
There's only one of me, but plenty of people who want to be like me

It was all a dream, reminiscing of a smaller thing
My success was once just a dream, and I remember when I had less

Grandma cooking like Paula Deen
My grandmother cooked just as well as a famous chef named Paula Deen

It ain't all it seems, grew up with the starving teens
My life wasn't always perfect, I grew up alongside people who struggled to get by

And growing plants, still watering
I'm still taking care of my roots and my community