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Lyrics Kenny Muney - Walk In worst Day

These stupid ass niggas be in competition with a nigga
Nigga can't beat me in anything
Couldn't see me on my worst day

I keep two three bitches on a conference call like I'm a pimp
Pockets fat, your pockets slim, diamonds wet, I call 'em shrimp
She told her man I ball like Kemp and I ain't never worked a temp
Heard I blew up like a blimp, I fucked her on my first attempt
Your bitch shot her shot, I had to fuck her on the first date
Heard you throwin' shots but you can't see me on my worst day
Wake up in my robe, I made ten K, that's on my worst day
Got more rocks than an earthquake, your bitch got on her birthday suit

She help me count up this loot
She give me ass in the coupe
Look through the glass and I shoot
I kick your ass like I'm Bruce Lee
Claimin' you rich, it amuse me
Hand me your worst chick, I'm gucci
Tryna throw salt on me to your lil bitch
Now your lil bitch wanna do me
Man you lil boys couldn't see me on my worst
And I don't speak nothin' but facts in my verse
You better go put my name in the search
All of my bitches got racks in they purse
You know I'm hot like I'm famous
Can't let no demons put me in no hearse, yeah
Give a bad bitch all my semon
Look like she cleanin' the way that she squirt
I get fresh as fuck, never wear it again
You can't see me bruh, even if you fix the lens
I'm too fresh to touch, I might set a trend, huh
Your ho want my dick and she can't wait to suck it in

I keep two three bitches on a conference call like I'm a pimp
Pockets fat, your pockets slim, diamonds wet, I call 'em shrimp
She told her man I ball like Kemp and I ain't never worked a temp
Heard I blew up like a blimp, I fucked her on my first attempt
Your bitch shot her shot, I had to fuck her on the first date
Heard you throwin' shots but you can't see me on my worst day
Wake up in my robe, I made ten K, that's on my worst day
Got more rocks than an earthquake, your bitch got on her birthday suit

Handle dope, she got no clothes, she took my soul
Only way you with your bitch, I'm on the road
Brought my name up, that's a no, you broke the code
Kiss your wife up when I'm home, you gotta roll
Chains on my neck like a slave, make your bitch blow like grenades
Yeah I got your bitch amazed, you niggas salty like Lays
Never made minimum wage, go get a rental for plays
Try me, gon' need first aid, anything you do, I'm still gon' be in first place
Two bitches goin' at it, no cage
I been choppin' on her friend, no fade
I'm just coolin' with my dogs, no strays
You been workin' like a dog, no raise
Now I see why you mad
Too busy hatin', I see why you last
Phone keep on ringing, I see why it crashed
Shawty keep callin' me askin' to smash

I keep two three bitches on a conference call like I'm a pimp
Pockets fat, your pockets slim, diamonds wet, I call 'em shrimp
She told her man I ball like Kemp and I ain't never work a temp
Heard I blew up like a blimp, I fucked her on my first attempt
Your bitch shot her shot, I had to fuck her on the first date
Heard you throwin' shots but you can't see me on my worst day
Wake up in my robe, I made ten K, that's on my worst day
Got more rocks than an earthquake, your bitch got on her birthday suit