ilyzayko – kickin lyrics
[hook: ilyzayko]
racks, racks kickin’ b+tch
i’m a shoot your sh+t
yeah, and my choppa bad
know my choppa hit
yeah, and i’m getting racks
bi+b+tch i count my sh+t
yeah, subi on my ass
b+tch, i let the choppa spit
yeah, and i’m selling dope
bi+b+tch i’m moving bricks
yeah, and i’m sniffing coke
arp up on my hip
yeah, and she sniffing blow
kn+know that b+tch she way to lit
tote a glock i got a scope
45 up on my bl!ck
[verse: ilyzayko]
ride up in that ghost
b+tch i’m way too fast
bi+b+tch i’m counting up my dough
yeah, and i made that cash
i can’t trust a hoe
yea+yeah and that b+tch got ass
andmy 40 tote
what, with that beam i blast
and i’m laying low
bi+b+tch in black, i wear a mask
and these glocks i tote
and i leave your b+tch right past
and she selling coke
yea+yeah and i’m selling stash
pop up to the show
put that b+tch right on the cast
[hook: ilyzayko]
racks, racks kickin’ b+tch
i’m a shoot your sh+t
yeah, and my choppa bad
know my choppa hit
yeah, and i’m getting racks
bi+b+tch i count my sh+t
yeah, subi on my ass
b+tch, i let the choppa spit
yeah, and i’m selling dope
bi+b+tch i’m moving bricks
yeah, and i’m sniffing coke
arp up on my hip
yeah, and she sniffing blow
kn+know that b+tch she way to lit
tote a glock i got a scope
45 up on my bl!ck
[verse: ohsxnta]
bee, bee
i’m geeked as sh+t
(huh, oh woah)
yeah, [?] to your f+cking bl!ck
i can get you lit
at your b+tch [?] (yeah, yeah)
on that rockstar sh+t
and my b+tch, she just slit her wrist
my b+tch p+ssy wet like fish
drako hit like cannabis
he want smoke like cannabis
sipping drank, i need pints of it
sip drank, i need pints of red
talking all that sh+t you finished
bi+b+tch i need f+cking red
[?] like fred
cop new [?]
i don’t give a sh+t
i don’t give a f+ck
shoot you in your sh+t
stay up in your lane
i got h+lla bank
i need n+gga [?]
i can get that bank
i can get them traced
please don’t call me bae
huh, think you finna f+ck?
n+gga, [?]
[?]
now i can go to bank
yeah, i got h+lla paint
f+ck that b+tch, [?]
[hook: ilyzayko]
racks, racks kickin’ b+tch
i’m a shoot your sh+t
yeah, and my choppa bad
know my choppa hit
yeah, and i’m getting racks
bi+b+tch i count my sh+t
yeah, subi on my ass
b+tch, i let the choppa spit
yeah, and i’m selling dope
bi+b+tch i’m moving bricks
yeah, and i’m sniffing coke
arp up on my hip
yeah, and she sniffing blow
kn+know that b+tch she way to lit
tote a glock i got a scope
45 up on my bl!ck
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