Pre Kai Ro – Blink Twice

Pre Kai Ro – Blink Twice


I’m ‘bout to Break bread with the enemies ‘Bout to find out if I’m really better but I better be ‘Cause if they spit it and I’m with it then I’ll let ‘em be Don’t want no smoke cause I’m tryna be a better me I better see a 100k on my desk I gotta flex Wear a 100 chains on my chest These fuckin’ squares better circle up and cut my cheques They tryna buy me cause I got next
I got 20 thousand coming for a verse though Tried to trip me up but I really came in first though I’m the type of motherfuckin’ nigga with a fur coat I’m the type of motherfucker drive a twin turbo
Herbal Rolled up in a element I be spittin’ venom when I kill ‘em for the hell of it I got hella loud, and she want me to sell a bit She said she like my song but I got hella shit I used to be a miskeen guy Miskeen creps with a miskeen ride Then I had a vision, couple years go by Now I’m really living like a dream so I wake up With a motherfuckin’ blunt on the table Spark that shit, then I smoke it to the face so I can levitate, never wait on a payroll I believe in fate cause I make it when I say so Wait though I got problems now Fake niggas tryna make it off my sound Fake bitches tryna know where I be now All because I’ll make a milli from a hobby now Make a milli from the track Spend a milli on the loud Trust me I got hella millis coming in n out Its not about the money bitch, that’s not what I’m about Nah that’s not what I’m about So fuck what you heard ’cause I’m moving like a fuckin’ loose cannon Your boo fannin’ when the Bentley coupe standin’ Off the coast of Morocco Better call up Blacko Better let him know that I’m the motherfuckin’ Chapo Drop hoes, in an instant Blink twice, and she missed it She got a new man, he’s a dipshit You can’t tell me nothin’ about this shit But she gon’ follow her addiction Find another man that she can live with Find another me who never did shit She just need the dollar for the wishlist She said that cash rules everything around her problems Cream get the money so that maybe she could solve ‘em I told her baby this ain’t nothin’ and I got it Said I like her dress even thought I fuckin’ bought it Hold up, didn’t she know me before the fame? Didn’t she tell me that she ain’t really tryna get paid Off the verses that I made where I talk about my days And I write about this bitch and I’m losing it like may-day Hey wait, why she lose it when I say Drake? Why she only fuckin’ with me on my pay day? What would Ye say? Too many rappers treat the motherfuckin’ studio like it’s a fuckin’ playdate Wait wait, what these fakes tryna say say? Why these beggars coming my way way? All they really droppin’ is the hate And I’m never fuckin’ late when I say that I Drop hoes, in an instant Blink twice, and she missed it She got a new man, he’s a dipshit You can’t tell me nothin’ about this shit But she gon’ follow her addiction Find another man that she can live with Find another me who never did shit She just need the dollar for the wishlist

42 Replies to “Pre Kai Ro – Blink Twice”

  1. Hard to find talent in music these days. Woopty do he spoke some rhymes into an auto tuned mic. To a beat that sounds like countless other songs

  2. I'm ‘bout to
    Break bread with the enemies
    'Bout to find out if I’m really better but I better be
    'Cause if they spit it and I’m with it then I’ll let ‘em be
    Don’t want no smoke cause I’m tryna be a better me

    I better see a 100k on my desk I gotta flex
    Wear a 100 chains on my chest
    These fuckin’ squares better circle up and cut my cheques
    They tryna buy me cause I got next
    I got

    20 thousand coming for a verse though
    Tried to trip me up but I really came in first though
    I’m the type of motherfuckin' nigga with a fur coat
    I’m the type of motherfucker drive a twin turbo
    Herbal
    Rolled up in a element
    I be spittin’ venom when I kill ‘em for the hell of it
    I got hella loud, and she want me to sell a bit
    She said she like my song but I got hella shit

    I used to be a miskeen guy
    Miskeen creps with a miskeen ride
    Then I had a vision, couple years go by
    Now I’m really living like a dream so I wake up
    With a motherfuckin’ blunt on the table
    Spark that shit, then I smoke it to the face so
    I can levitate, never wait on a payroll
    I believe in fate cause I make it when I say so
    Wait though
    I got problems now
    Fake niggas tryna make it off my sound
    Fake bitches tryna know where I be now
    All because I’ll make a milli from a hobby now

    Make a milli from the track
    Spend a milli on the loud
    Trust me I got hella millis coming in n out
    Its not about the money bitch, that's not what I’m about
    Nah that’s not what I’m about

    So fuck what you heard 'cause I’m moving like a fuckin’ loose cannon
    Your boo fannin’ when the Bentley coupe standin’
    Off the coast of Morocco
    Better call up Blacko
    Better let him know that I’m the motherfuckin’ Chapo

    [Hook]
    Drop hoes, in an instant
    Blink twice, and she missed it
    She got a new man, he’s a dipshit
    You can’t tell me nothin’ about this shit
    But she gon’ follow her addiction
    Find another man that she can live with
    Find another me who never did shit
    She just need the dollar for the wishlist
    [Verse 2]
    She said that cash rules everything around her problems
    Cream get the money so that maybe she could solve ‘em
    I told her baby this ain’t nothin’ and I got it
    Said I like her dress even thought I fuckin’ bought it
    Hold up, didn’t she know me before the fame?
    Didn’t she tell me that she ain’t really tryna get paid
    Off the verses that I made where I talk about my days
    And I write about this bitch and I’m losing it like may-day
    Hey wait, why she lose it when I say Drake?
    Why she only fuckin’ with me on my pay day?
    What would Ye say?
    Too many rappers treat the motherfuckin’ studio like it's a fuckin' playdate

    Wait wait, what these fakes tryna say say?
    Why these beggars coming my way way?
    All they really droppin' is the hate
    And I’m never fuckin' late when I say that I

    [Hook]
    Drop hoes, in an instant
    Blink twice, and she missed it
    She got a new man, he’s a dipshit
    You can’t tell me nothin’ about this shit
    But she gon’ follow her addiction
    Find another man that she can live with
    Find another me who never did shit
    She just need the dollar for the wishlist

  3. 🔥 sofuckin awesome soundtrack. .. this song can also mean to a white fella… why because the way I think you can't take my soul Awesome Soundtrack great job

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