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kay the kid - vvs freestyle lyrics

intro
a whole lot of you n-ggas talkin sh-t out in some walmart clothes, ya needa boss up and get some designer on you
im tryna show ya p-ssy n-ggas how diverse my f-ckin rhythms go (how they go)
12 up in the rear views broski tried to slip em tho (tried to slip em)
im trappin somewhere near you i ball like scottie pippen
sippin lean got foggy vision
spit wit means and show ambition

intro
(uh, yeah, im bouta go in…vvs, vvs)
ain’t tryna do nothing but be the best
spitting for something this music it ease my stress
no limits bumping my team been exceed the rest
got everything that you need so dont stress
prometh be pumping thru me and im gone off a bean (yo ya got me tweaking)
recording songs and im setting up scenes
can’t wait till im on but im not at the peak
rolling on molly im up every week
i’ll prolly be up cause you know i be geeked (you know that im up)
gotta pay me upfront man if you want a feat
or ill hop on ya song and turn cold into heat
ya thot in a thong i be bold when i speak
if you want smoke bring a pole up to me
no i dont choke im jus toting the beam
chasing them blue strips chasing the green (cash)
ice on my wrist like you see on tv (im icy)
got a sight on the grip i throw up gtb
meet ya whole team right up im the lobby
what you spend in a month what i spend on some jeans
12 pull me over dont know anything (ion know nun)
whip a range to my show i send shots at ya team (like doo doo doo doo)
i ain’t gettin low i load up .223’s
them nights it was cold when i slept in the beam
now im jus stylin it up wit my team
its ysl under my diamonds
kiss and tell b-tches uk she be wyling
to h-ll with the snitches they making me violent
came up from the trenches and now the kid styling
still can’t do a sentence the money start pilling
i k!ll every witness you know bout my timing
all about business you know i be grinding
you want it you get it we slipping sliding
ain’t no hide and seek so ain’t no thing as hiding
i push thru the week till the day that im shinin
you know im too vicious
i move with the sl!ckness (whoop)
sick on the beat my bars got a illness
when i drop heat bless it up like its christmas
come for ya team and ya fight for forgiveness
sellin this weed flip the pack like a gymnast (its tumblin!)
spazz on the beat while i grab on ya interest
leave you in heat so you stay till its finished
no you can’t beat me im movin no limits
sip hennesy when i work on my lyrics
you feelin my spirits but bro do you hear it (yo you hear dat?)
hear all the sh-t the kid got to say
you talkin that sh-t but you ridin my wave
im makin tsunamis im leadin the way
not new to the game you know im here to stay
gotta get to the bag i dont got time to play
givenchy all on me you know what i paid
and ya girl want me she up in my place
her head in my lap and she giving me face
im cutting the gr-ss can’t f-ck wit a snake
i blacked on the track now im doin the race (skrrrrt)
the county be wack so im closing the case
like tay-k stay cracking 4s like a vase (crack them n-ggas down)
ya bae all up on me i nut on her face
you dont want ya b-tch f-cked keep her away (said keep her away)
dont got ya sh-t tucked im finna spray (pew pew pew)
im after them big bucks after the bank (gang gang gang)
im ridin in big trucks what did u think
water all on me i’m wet like the sink
vvs on me
n-ggas be phony
b-tches all on me
stay true my homies
late nights in the stu i was playing for trophies
know what i do when im out by my lonely
i stay posted up dodging bullets like goalies
you know i pull thru cause my n-ggas could call me (yo wya?)
whenever they want me the pistol gon blow
im countin my money get sh-t for the low
i jus f-ck on ya honey and get ready to go
you n-ggas is funny can’t f-ck wit my flows
looney bugs bunny the one of the show
ya girl leave me lone when im on the road
off white on my body designer my clothes
icy like hockey my neck is on froze
take off like a rocket not talkin migos
im fillin my pockets right up wit the dough
can’t f-ck wit the gossip can’t f-ck wit a foe
you know i stay solid im out on my own
im shooting for profits i shoot for my bros
no limits the mixtape that sh-t comin soon
we in it for keeps so wait and stay tuned
pull up 50 deep and then run in ya home
you out in the streets but not gripping the chrome (so where is ya strap?)
talk hot in the tweets and crazy on ya phone
ya girl call me sweet lady leave me alone
can’t stop droppin heat cause i be in my zone
slide down wit a beam and pull up wit some woes
i ride for my team and they all totin poles
i got vvs on me put you in a hole
f-ck allat talkin lil n-gga lets go
ya b-tch on my my body she said that im woke
she like how i do it she like how i stroke

(yo..yo cut the beat…yo that sh-t at the end is some fire)

- kay the kid lyrics

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