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kay flock & dougie b - t cardi (original) lyrics

[intro: dougie b]
(m2k)
grrt, baow, baow, baow
grrt, gang, gang, gang, gang
gang, gang, gang

[verse 1: dougie b & kay flock, both]
if we spinnin’, we hittin’ whoever you with, like, soon as i boom, better dip
got a new glock, i extended the clip, like, beam on this chop’, i won’t miss
told dougie, “i’m fiendin’, bro, ain’t no assist”
told kay+kay, “don’t worry, i’ma do the hit”
n+gga, dougie my brother, i’m takin’ that risk, like
f+ck it, let’s go take a trip
yo, dougz, you spin, i spin, you throw five, i throw ten
we spinnin’ around like we did it again, like, f+ck it, we up at his friend
like, b+tch, i’m mb, kay flock throw up the trend
two flocks, two chop’s we gon’ hop out again
like f+ck that, walk up on his friend, like, huh, we gon’, like
why the f+ck n+ggas smoke with my opps, like, they do not rap what they live
he tried to run but i cl!cked on his mans, like, hold on, i really rap what i did
notti gon’ flock, he don’t need rubber bands, like, what you think he gon’ do for the cig?
hollows start spittin’, sh+t hit through his drip like, don’t get caught up in traffic again
on parole with a chop’, still movin’ too hot like, and they like, “kay done cl!cked it again”
on parole with a chop’ still movin’ too hot like, like, like
i ain’t no k!ller don’t push me, just gotta get back, if he die, then it’s f+ck it, look
ac just spot ’em, he got ’em, he don’t want no problems so who really buggin’, look
b+tches be thinkin’ they hot, backin’ out henny and b+tches be pop
gotti call thotty, we gettin’ the drop
if it’s up then it’s stuck, leave it up at the top
when you runnin’ to me, b+tch it’s shoot or get shot
i got too many opps, we got too many chop’s
b+tch, i shoot double hands and i’m clearin’ the block
if they send me the addy, walk up, let it flock
la+di+da+di, i don’t wanna party
like ’em ratchet, i don’t want a barbie
need a baddie who party like cardi
is you ready to ride in a heartbeat?
smoochie, no cuffin’, just eat me, i’m sorry
jack the opps, you get put in a marley
me and kay two deep, no assist
one thot, two chop’s, two flocks for the hit, look

- kay flock dougie b lyrics

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