Modesty - KINTA

Sit down and listen to these rhymes before you crumble

I speak real shit real loud I don’t mumble (I don’t mumble)

Trying to save these people I don’t want them all to tumble

But their ego gets the best of them it makes them wanna rumble (Why?)

But why I’m the killer B and bitch I don’t bumble

I’m a lil off the wall like my crazy ass uncles

Don’t put your fist in a ball I’ll break your fucking knuckles (I will)

Hold on, wait, your getting outta pocket

Stop it before you get popped out your sockets (Yah)

Or maybe my nigga can go grab the pocket rocket

You can start all that shit but we gon be the ones to stop it (We are)

Me and my blood brothers walking up we don’t give a fuck (We don’t)

All y’all suck talking fake tough keep that shit on tuck (Don't say nothing)

Keep it a buck when I’m talking shit y’all gon need some luck

Leave them stuck when I’m walking up I flash no fire trucks

And I still don’t give a fuck how y’all niggas living (I don’t)

Cause I’m still livid (I am)

Shootin never missin better get a quicker pivot

Or get popped like a balloon you air headed niggas

They don’t want smoke they all got asthma

I’m from down south but I’m colder than Alaska

So when y’all get smoked y’all gon need some plasma

Your life already sucked, all them years in a miasma

Bitch, where’s your modesty (Where's it at?)

Lame niggas flex while humble niggas eat (Yah)

We not making space you don’t get a seat (You don’t)

You can eat your fake chain I bet it taste like concrete

Wait, wait, why do all these niggas cry (What you doing?)

Switching up and mixing up y’all are tie-dye

I see through all that shit when I’m looking eye to eye

Niggas go from saying «pray for Ken» to wanting me to die

Bitches do the same thing thinking that they sly

Getting all in my face silly bitch bye

Lame niggas in my space fronting bullshit bye

Just leave cause you gon be a bitch in everybody’s eye

Don’t get mad when I talk about dying

You wouldn’t understand all you know about is crying (Bitch)

Am I going off the rails I guess you could say I’m flying

I’m way out of pocket like some shitty thread lining

But I stay modest even when I’m shining (I do)

I don’t say shit to niggas even when declining (I don’t)

All you need to know is that I get fine dining

Wreck it like like a tornado just to keep you niggas whining

Bitch, show some modesty

Stupid ass bitch ain’t got shit on me

But she won’t get off my back had to flick her like a flea

They wanna size me thru the internet I’m 3D

(Bitch, I’m coming 3D)

(Show some modesty)

(Bitch, show some modesty)