KISS N’ TELL Songtext
von Mike Dimes

Broke her heart, don′t regret it
Yeah, I love that weed, but if I smoke, I might catch feelings, uh
Partner, move that work, you show your work, he might just steal it
Homie went down bad, he went from foreigns to a felon
Who was tellin', kiss and tellin′?

To them bitches
I was focused on riches, tryna get a percentage
I'm tryna eat, ballin' with all of my niggas
I be itchin′ for weeks just for the bag, nigga, I′m tryna get richer
She a bag, tryna get wit' ya
Poppin′ tags with all of my niggas, so what that mean?

I sit back and roll my weed while I'm chillin′ with my team
Don't play with that boy, he is not like he
Came a long way from them ki′s, I went from mucho dinero, the fetti
Fuck that bitch, and then I leave
Say, "Mike ain't shit," but you still let me?


What you frontin' for?
Ask a young nigga what he stuntin′ for
Niggas be asking for problems, I′m asking for commas
You ain't like this, bro
Came a long way from my old ways, boy, I still fuck a bitch, ain′t go away
You say I ain't shit? But promise if you let me hit, then you just a throwaway
So tell me what that mean

I broke her heart, don′t regret it (nah)
Yeah, I love that weed, but if I smoke, I might catch feelings, uh (I might catch feelings, uh)
Partner, move that work, you show your work, he might just steal it (steal it)
Homie went down bad, he went from foreigns to a felon (oh)
Who was tellin', kiss and tellin′? (Oh, oh)

I put extra in this blunt, so I could feel it
I would give my word to you, but I just don't know who you tellin'
I′m like, "Fuck it, I can toss my feelings, throw ′em in a grave"
I'm like, "Fuck these people, they don′t know me, hey, hey, hey"

Hey, smoke 'til I can′t breathe, shawty hate when I drink lean
But fuck it, this hoe don't know anything ′cause lil' Dro gon' be geeked
She like, "Hey," she a fan, she said, "Kenji be so clean"
Yeah, I love my money, more than anything

I bet that hoe would put these diamonds over any other bling
I know, that hoe ain′t mine, but right now she gon′ beef for me and gang
I called up Kenji and he said the same thing


I broke her heart, don't regret it (nah)
Yeah, I love that weed, but if I smoke, I might catch feelings, uh (I might catch feelings, uh)
Partner, move that work, you show your work, he might just steal it (steal it)
Homie went down bad, he went from foreigns to a felon
Who was tellin′? Kiss and tellin' (kiss and tellin′)