kali - do a bitch (remix) lyrics
[intro: kali]
yeah
kali (ayy)
[verse 1: kali]
he wanna pop out (yeah)
i wanna rock out, call when i’m in town (ooh)
f+ck do you mean?
i don’t want that n+gga, my ig just stay on his screen (yeah)
pretty b+tch (ayy)
yeah, he know that i’m with the sh+ts
my friend got a n+gga and trickin’ your n+gga
but i really ain’t see the sh+t
yeah, he have it for real but won’t give it up (give it up)
put this cake in his face just to shut him up (shh)
got him telling his friends that he was my mans
now i’m calling my mans just to stick him up (what the f+ck?)
finna do him up
[chorus: kali]
he keep the bl!cky, bl!cky
these n+ggas be telling, i call ’em mickey (doot+doot)
don’t play ’bout his b+tch, it get sticky, sticky (ayy)
pretty b+tch but that ass is on thicky, thicky (ayy, ayy)
talk to me nice or don’t speak at all (don’t speak at all)
need him dark skin, tatted, and h+lla tall (ooh)
he gon’ add to thеm fifty+six missed calls (brr)
’cause i’m back on my bully, b+tch, you know i’ll do a b+tch (ayy)
[verse 2: rico nasty]
(rico, rico)
i be quick to do a b+tch (ha)
makеup done, and b+tch i’m lit (b+tch i’m lit)
but i still smack a b+tch (smack a b+tch)
yeah, try me if you wish (if you wish)
i don’t give a f+ck, i’m spazzin’ (i’m spazzin’)
ugly b+tch, ew, i’m laughin’ (i’m laughin’, ew)
haha, haha, oh my god, woah (huh? woah)
in a foreign, almost crashed it (yeah)
with my bestie in a tessie (in a tessie, hey)
don’t like fake b+tches they messy (uh)
i count up a bunch of dead presi’s, i’m ready
you b+tches is scary, no freddy (woo, woo, yeah)
all you b+tches follow the leader, no ed, edd n eddy
can’t stand on your own, that’s pathetic (pathetic)
no tit for tat (ew), b+tch i’m not petty (not petty)
you gon’ get as far as i let it (you gon’ get as far as i let it)
new coupe, red as spaghetti (new coupe, red as spaghetti)
and i like to see a b+tch try it (haha, ha, woah)
walk in the store, b+tch, i bet i buy it (woah, woah)
need to cut me a check, all these b+tches bite (woah, woah)
you’d think i had a d+ck, all these b+tches ride it
i hop in, pressed a b+tton, my tesla drive it (woah)
i’m fresh to death, i don’t feel like dyin’ (woah, woah)
i’m high as f+ck, b+tch, i feel like flyin’
[chorus: kali]
he keep the bl!cky, bl!cky
these n+ggas be telling, i call ’em mickey (doot+doot)
don’t play ’bout his b+tch, it get sticky, sticky (ayy)
pretty b+tch but that ass is on thicky, thicky (ayy, ayy)
talk to me nice or don’t speak at all (don’t speak at all)
need him dark skin, tatted, and h+lla tall (ooh)
he gon’ add to them fifty+six missed calls (brr)
’cause i’m back on my bully, b+tch, you know i’ll do a b+tch (ayy)
[verse 3: kali]
out of town and your n+gga want a photo, hold on
i just hopped out the 4+door (skrrt)
he wanna f+ck, but i told his ass, “no, no”
that is a no+go, black b+tch coco, yeah (ayy)
you know we keep a semi
glock with a d+ck and it come with titties
he wanna ride a b+tch, f+ck around, fight a b+tch (ooh)
but i guarantee b+tches won’t try the sh+t (b+tch)
ayy, you know i really’ll do a b+tch (do a b+tch)
b+tches talking but really ain’t saying sh+t (no, they ain’t saying sh+t)
you know my n+gga, he stay with extensions (grrah)
tell that lil’ b+tch to hop out of my mentions (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i don’t like to talk but that pressure, we do that (do that)
if it’s ’bout kali, you know they gon’ do that (gon’ do that)
if that b+tch want smoke, then we gon’ let it blow
hop out with a 30, got sticks for the scope
if that ain’t enough, i can give you some mo’ (yeah)
have ’em buss out the window, now they on the floor (yeah, yeah)
treat my sticks like guitar, when i rock, they gon’ roll (they gon’ roll)
they call me lil’ vicky how i make ’em woah (makin’ em woah), woah
[chorus: kali]
he keep the bl!cky, bl!cky
these n+ggas be telling, i call ’em mickey (doot+doot)
don’t play ’bout his b+tch, it get sticky, sticky (ayy)
pretty b+tch but that ass is on thicky, thicky (ayy, ayy)
talk to me nice or don’t speak at all (don’t speak at all)
need him dark skin, tatted, and h+lla tall (ooh)
he gon’ add to them fifty+six missed calls (brr)
’cause i’m back on my bully, b+tch, you know i’ll do a b+tch (ayy)
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