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j. groceries - kickflip lyrics

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[intro]
pew-pew, kickflip, hmm
pew-pew
hey, hey, hey
whoa
hey

[chorus]
kickflip up the stairs, yeah, i’m making money, hey
you can try to play me, but i ain’t no dummy, hey
if i feel sick, shawty, she gon’ rub my tummy, hey
told her we could kick it
and i might make you my honey
society so weird
i swear that y’all be some phonies
i can not -ssociate
that’s why i be by my lonely
kickflip up the stairs, yeah, i’m making money, hey
you can try to play me, but i ain’t no dummy

[verse 1]
i’m that, st–zy motherf-cker, chasing up the bag
and i
might pull up, with this, you wish you had, aye
shawty choosing me
she said i’m “so rad,” hey
she said i’m “the best that [she] ever f-cking had.”
i do not play any games, no
you know i just want the fame, aye
i had to switch up my lanes, ugh
’cause i can’t f-ck with these lames, yeah
like an alchemist, i just might make some gold, hey
i can bet a thousand, i don’t ever fold, no
imma make my mama right, hey
and i put that on my life, hey
get this guap my any means, yah
even if i gotta die, hey
undercover on my jeans, ah
pakistani for the green, hey
grinding young, never sleep
i’m solo ’cause i got the heat
whoa

[chorus]
kickflip up the stairs, yeah, i’m making money, hey
you can try to play me, but i ain’t no dummy, hey
if i feel sick, shawty, she gon’ rub my tummy, hey
told her we could kick it
and i might make you my honey
society so weird
i swear that y’all be some phonies
i can not -ssociate
that’s why i be by my lonely
kickflip up the stairs, yeah, i’m making money, hey
you can try to play me, but i ain’t no dummy, aye

[verse 2]
i need me a f-cking beamer
yeah, that’s a two seater, huh
b-tch, i’m running to the guap, unh
like my name was derek jeter, huh
k!ll ’em like i’m on the court
i can not check out, it’s old
i’m just trying to get the riches
wreck-it-ralph him like the digits, unh
i want a show up in tokyo, huh
if you ain’t know what, i know you know, hey
kobe beef, for the baddie
harajuku and some sake
she said “boy, you is the worst.”
i’m like “you know how it goes.”
i might blow up and go ghost
scheming you ain’t even know
b-tch



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