Paganini (Feat. KB & Canon) · letra

Verse 1: Andy Mineo

What you wanna do, act loco? Hit 'em with the old to the flow That I grew up on then I grew up on I'm funny now how I flow for Hova Heh, words twisted, but you know I'm sober Never really been the type to pour up When I get this thing going I don't like to slow up Mouth moving like a motor when I bite the flow up But I bet they won't stop let me go let me go Woo! I'mma show off every ability God's giving me to go off And ain’t nobody mad about the beauty of the Vatican and tabernacle So, when I'm rapping you can add it in Breaking 'em with the shatter They're gonna wanna put me in a place with pattern I'mma damage 'em every time like a player that's on the cover of Madden God be the original, we brag Look at Him

Hook: Andy Mineo

I feel like I'm Paganini

Verse 2: KB

Uhh, lemme do it K to the second letter Finna get it popping Coming out the pocket like oooo! Everybody get to rocking doing the Paganini Killing the beat, my tongue is like a violin Give it to them like I'm not a human When I'm doing what I'm doing, keeping it coming like an automatic shooting When we get to ripping it ridiculous And everybody gets to speaking about these riveting brothers that's going in again But they don't know, even when they got that flow (when they got that flow) I don't know why they boast, everybody's gifts borrowed Look, producers, directors, skilled architects Just do what they do to whom they're connected True was the God that chooses to rest them Who is the one you think they reflecting

Hook

Verse 3: Canon

Canon, Yo, hey Andy, okay So down for my clique, shut up, y'all corny, oh shoot, shut up I've been itching to stick 'em up with this killer Canon coming to hit him harder Ooh kill 'em Hold up, I've been hitting everything up in me like I'm Paganini Hitting every rhythm like a milli chopped ya I know you heard Twista, and Tech-a-Nina hitting ya but Canon's original I'mma Midwest Monster, Kill em! Blaaaat! blaaaat! Mineo and Kevin got adrenaline Coming to drill em with real gospel Coming up to the game Still the same Bringing the name Bringing the fame To the glory they follow Him and the father While I'm coming and killing the game I'm breaking 'em off and we know They steady tryna imitate the steelo I'm hitting with fire, spitting super wild Running with the young and unashamed I'm Paganini on a kilo amigo
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