Cash Kidd & BlueBucksClan - Insubordination Lyrics

[Intro]Imma just go ahead and uh, answer you niggas favorite two questions in my first two barsIt's just, you feel me, I don't want to hear no more of these questions after this[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]Yes, we whacked your brother, please stop asking aroundYes, I hit your bitch when you went back out of townSoon as I stuck in the tip she started cracking a smileShe couldn't wait to get some dick, you had her trapped in the houseIn Louis V, with my momma, finna grab her a blouseOpps ran out of money, now they back chasing cloutGot one bitch sucking dick, her friend scratching my scalpFuck around and fall asleep in the back of her mouthFuck around and throw like 50 to the back of your brainAll thеse niggas wannabes, I be barеly amazedPut your bitch in the corner, she can't never behaveWhy the fuck you hesitating, come try snatching my chainYour bitch told me I look good when I step on the stageWish your baby daddy bling, like Jazmin RenaeYou think you fresh, but you stink, you wore that back to back daysYou tryna hold on to that shirt huh, flag on the playWas gon' get rich regardless, I'm a Jack Of All TradesWas gon' get hit regardless, boy you act like she can'tNiggas was happy when the feds took the rest of my gangDon't want me to put my clique on like deactivated pagesPow, Pow, send some shots at a hooperHe might never walk again, he had a promising futureNiggas got me off that Hen', whipped out cock on a cougarI mean that bitch was too willing, like I'm riding a scooter, ayeBody after body, like I'm driving for Uber.40 pop out every hollow, like Michael and Krueger, get itHalloween, niggas might need a tutorCome and scoop her nigga, since you wanna whine like a coolerBeBe Kidd, bumped his head, don't know how to maneuverNew ice, cause my bitch gave some top to the jewelerNew pipes, got that advance, took it right to the shootersI don't got to cap, like I dropped out as a juniorI don't got to rap, but your bitch love it when I rap about herYou couldn't tell I'm hitting that, that's how I act around herHi and bye, you lick her so much, you need a breathalyzerFree the guys, all my niggas fed, keep the appetizerBitch throat so good, wish I could travel size herNo teeth, told her treat me like a pacifierI don't trust shit, everybody getting checked for wiresKicks bleeding, niggas couldn't see my drip with pantylinersAll my old hoes finished, stick a fork in itJust put your bitch on punishment for being insubordinateSay she think she really starting to like me, that's unfortunateBroke ass hoe, your boots talking like that Dora bitchBroke ass boy, you pockets flatThat bitch creepin', don't believe her? Give that hoe a polygraphApologies, if you fine, my socks in your laundry bagI just made $50K, surfed the web and lollygagged[Verse 2: Jeeezy]I just whip it out, she suck it, no I don't know how to askI be with the thickest bitches, you can check they body massGot some bomb head like this bitch from PakistanCelebrating, popping bottles, I got word the package landingAll these sticks, all these drums, but I ain't never went to GramblingFish sticks is all we ate, they never told me about no salmonI'll fuck around a do a heel flip up in these 11'sGot bored and threw like 20 in the club, we causing havocYes, I hit your bitch, she kept on liking my shitNo, we can not hang out, you can not get a picTold my bitch to suck it up cause I'm as good as it getHide your bitch, I'm tryna grab her, she on top of my listFive thousand on a jacket, damn, when Imma wear this shit?Lame ass, weird niggas really planning marriagesShow up at arenas, high as fuck, Al HarringtonI'm the one that got your bitch cussing, bad parenting[Verse 3: BlueBucksClan DJ]You hilariousIn my DM about a bitch, you embarringFive star suites, never laid my head at a SheratonRemember lacing up my cleats, Nick Harris sonNiggas hating, but these diamonds in my ear make it hard to hearNiggas do a lot of capping in they songs, it be hard to feel 'emFinally got the bitch I want, it was hard to get herWaist snatched, ass fat, jeans hardly fit herCall me daddy, she ain't never had no father figureWhen they show me the total in Celine, I don't argue with themYes, I want that jacket, tell the man bring it downYes, I see your nigga in here broke, standing aroundYeah, my niggas in the field, send your locationBig plays all year, we in formationI ain't never had no beer, we keep pouring AcesI done had it up to here with your insubordination[Verse 4: Jeeezy & BlueBucksClan DJ]Sipping, we just bought up every soda at the gas stationGot a scammer bitch and I be fucking on the last ladyNew M5, this bitch really built for drag racingFeel like Stanley, niggas stepping on my grass lately