Kemosabe

Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa

Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa

I said woa Kemosabe, woa, woa

Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa

[Verse 1: Doe B]

I blow the check in Follies

I coulda bought a 'Rari

Pull up in the big body

Valet had to double park it

I’m covered in Versace

I’m Fresh prince, these *******s Carlton

Flexin' through the projects

Them ******* think I’m 'luminati

My ******* say ******* a Bugatti

Buy him a Box Chevy on 30's

Straight out the dutty, drink muddy, ******* slutty

Get head so long, she ******* around, caught a concussion

[Bridge: Doe B]

Top off on a foreign

Ballin' like Amar'e

2 ******* and they barbies

1 on lean and 1 on mollies

[Hook: Doe B]

50 hoes in the lobby

Chain gold and it’s Versace

I’m like woa Kemosabe

Big ballin' is my hobby

[Verse 2: Young Dro]

Top off on that foreign, G4 Jet that boring

Pass me the ball I'm scorin'

******* yo ******* she horny

Got 23 ******* on the T-Bird,

3 plus 3, that's 6 birds

24 cups, 21 that’s 4-5

That's what I keep on my side

If a ******* tryna run up in my house

I’mma blow his ass back outside

And even if the ******* ******* look wrong

I'mma knock the ******* ******* ******* eye

Me and Doe B show 'em how to rock out

This verse so hot I'm finna hop out

Ain’t ball, man I'm finna go beast mode

Dominating here, getting knocked out

I’mma stop now slow it up

Rolled on on my 30’s

Ask that *******, I ****** all her buddies

That ho be lookin' dusty

I bet her ******* musty

[Hook: Doe B]

[Verse 3: Birdman]

I'm like "whoah Kemosabe"

I started this *******t cos that's my hobby

Big Tymer that's my name ho

Versaces on my frame ho

All gold everything

I put that *******t on everything

Got a ring on every finger *******

Diamonds flooded in this ******* like it's raining *******

******* on my arm like a singer *******

Hah, she might just be a singer *******

I do what the ******* I want

And I buy what the ******* I want

[Hook: Doe B]

[Verse 4: B.o.B]

Got em poppin with my possy, we ballin like the Co*******ys

Ballin’s in my bloodline, casa de mi patri

Young god is the prophet, young playas stackin profit

I made a quarter million and I never went to college

Say the flow out here is solid, smoking hydrofonics

Even in Japan boy, I get plenty sake

I’m all about the dollar, ******* wanna holler

Bet yo girl got more inside her mouth than just in gossips

And this life is all that I know

Ain’t after that, I didn’t miss it

And we go hard, these *******s lip but them ventriloquists whisper

From band hitters on 6, *******s would kill to get rich

And this Doe B, B.o.B, G.D.O.D, we rich *******

[Bridge: Doe B]

Top off on a foreign

Ballin like Amar'e

2 ******* and they barbies

1 on lean and 1 on mollies

[Hook: Doe B]

[Verse 5: T.I]

I got foreign whips in my garage

Top down in that *******

I got plane gas and I see yall

And I match a clique in my ashy

And Hustle Gang we about that action

And all them other ******* *******s just actin

And yo gang play, ******* pay

For everything I got like 30K

I’m still a drug dealer, how you love that?

Love a real *******, den you love me!

We’re out there in the spot, where they selling drugs at

I’mma beat the 60, you can get you 2 or 3

50 corners and Ferrari Californias

****** with a *******, you California

Smokin *******t, you did fo California

******* get wrong she gon' get left in California