kay flock – make a movie lyrics
[intro: kay flock, fivio foreign, & ]
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grrah, grrah+grrah
grrah, grrah (huh)
[chorus: kay flock & fivio foreign]
gbg, we been slidin’ for weeks (huh)
walk down gang, face shot, no v (grrt+baow)
and b+tch, is you ridin’ for me?
big ebk, who you linin’ for me? (baow, baow, baow)
like hop out, dougie, he flockin’ for he
not doa, you ain’t slidin’ for we (nah)
bullets punchin’, no boxin’ wit’ me
bullets punchin’, no boxin’ wit’ me
[verse 1: kay flock]
clip ’em, if he try to run when we slidin’ we hit him, like
we tricked him, like
thottie she lined him, she got him, we blitzed him
hang out the window, like i’m trynna rick ’em (ricky)
keep cl!ckin’, i go wit’ the rhythm (grrah+grrah)
keep moving back, i make sure i won’t miss him (miss him)
he dead, now his homies miss him (he dead)
and i thought that i told y’all before, like
since that lil’ n+gga thought i want war
put the k to your face and i kick down the door, like
i’m tryna spin through the 4’s
park up, hop out, i’ma boom (like wait)
after that, get low to the floor
i do what i want, give a f+ck about the boss
lost jb, i ain’t losin’ no more (grrah)
[chorus: kay flock & fivio foreign]
gbg, we been slidin’ for weeks (huh)
walk down gang, face shot, no v (grrt+baow)
and b+tch, is you ridin’ for me?
big ebk, who you linin’ for me? (baow, baow, baow)
like hop out, dougie, he flockin’ for he
not doa, you ain’t slidin’ for we (nah)
bullets punchin’, no boxin’ wit’ me
bullets punchin’, no boxin’ wit’ me
[verse 2: fivio foreign]
i got a new card for this chick
she gave me head and ain’t know her name (uh)
i got these evil thoughts in my brain (uh)
i take a perc and take away the pain, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
i take a perc and take away the pain, uh, yeah, look (uh)
i take a perc and take away the pain
she gave me head on the rival (uh)
if he pull up (skrrt) he’s dead on arrival (baow)
shots fired (uh), he was a rival (lil’ b+tch)
i’m surrounded by the danger, but i’m never in danger (nah), look, uh
i be twistin’ on my fingers (uh)
i’m wit’ the blazers, look, uh (baow)
new drum wit’ the laser (baow)
she gave me head and i ain’t have to play her (nah)
first twist, wit’ the shape up (uh)
when it gets to my face, i tell ’em, “use the razor”
i always keep winnin’ (i always keep winnin’)
i got these good amiris for the denim (i do)
i got these good amiris for the denim
i only let her f+ck me when i’m chillin’
[chorus: kay flock & fivio foreign]
gbg, we been slidin’ for weeks (huh)
walk down gang, face shot, no v (grrt, baow)
and b+tch, is you ridin’ for me?
big ebk, who you linin’ for me? (baow, baow, baow)
like hop out, dougie, he flockin’ for he
not doa, you ain’t slidin’ for we (nah)
bullets punchin’, no boxin’ wit’ me
bullets punchin’, no boxin’ wit’ me
[verse: fivio foreign]
you runnin’ through
you [?], so how is he under you?
you say you tough, n+gga, show me a gun or two (baow, baow, baow, baow)
yeah, you say you tough, n+gga, show me a gun or two, huh
let’s see if your tough, boy, you [?]
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