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kenzo b - make it lit lyrics

[intro]
go, go
(rain on the move)
(drop that sh+t slim)
kenzo b
top two and i’m not two, b+tch
real sh+t
like, like
like what?

[chorus]
catch a opp in the spot i leave him where she dance at
my respect, i’ma always demand that
f+ck what these b+tches sayin’, where they bands at?
all talk like, “what’s up? where your hands at?
f+ck y’all n+ggas too, heard they bring up my name, ask that boy where the f+ck is his mans at (like where?)
n+ggas know that i’m it, tell him get off my d+ck, i can talk but that won’t bring your man’s back (grrah)
[verse 1]
b+tches don’t wanna fight but they talk out their jaw (at all)
think you safe with your mans, have brodie knock him off (like, like what?)
we ain’t gotta get back, they ain’t up on no [?] (grrah, grrah)
how they say he get back? someone went to the [?]
free bro, i’ma still get him back, b+tch
free the guys that got knocked tryna whack sh+t (like)
pretty b+tch, forty+eight on some taxes
shots in his back, he do more than a back flip (on bro)
don’t know why twenty+four on my d+ck, like he don’t what’s up tell him go get his b+tch (dummy)
she get beat and then he gettin’ hit, he get left ’cause he walk with no heat on his hip (grrah, grrah)
i want this and no b+tch on set
i won’t trip bout a b+tch or a threat
i applied enough pressure, these b+tches is pressed, if it’s smoke let me know, say that sh+t with your chest (like what?)
they gon’ hate ’cause the know i’m up next (grrah)
still lookin’ good while i walk with the tec (like)
yeah, i’m hood but i’m back as a flex
if a b+tch tryna [?] i’m stack
say no more make it lit when you see me (grrah)
duckin’ top on your head, no fiji (grrah)
i don’t gotta aim ’cause this sh+t is too easy (grrah)
just up it and flame like i seen it on (grrah, grrah, boom)

[chorus]
catch a opp in the spot i leave him where she dance at (like)
my respect, i’ma always demand that (grrah)
f+ck what these b+tches sayin’, where they bands at?
all talk like, “what’s up? where your hands at? (ayy)
f+ck y’all n+ggas too, heard they bring up my name, ask that boy where the f+ck is his mans at (where he at?)
n+ggas know that i’m it, tell him get off my d+ck, i can talk but that won’t bring your man’s back (get off my d+ck)
[verse 2]
5’1” and i stay with extensions (grrah)
don’t know that i’m the one that they mention (like)
they stay on my d+ck ’cause they lack independence
outside every day, i got perfect attendance
try to front, them b+tches gettin’ popped (on bro)
f+ck a fight, them b+tches gettin’ sparked (on bro)
y’all aren’t ready, i just wanna start, i’m a creep like the reaper lurkin’ in the dark (like, like)
now i’m lit, let’s take it to the top
i won’t argue with n+ggas, n+ggas gettin’ shot (at all)
never miss like i cannot be taught
if a b+tch got a problem tell her, “suck a c+ck” (suck my d+ck)
yeah, that b+tch act crazy but she not (grrah)
n+ggas try to play, he gettin’ flopped
tryna chill but i can never stop
he so tough but they caught him talkin’ to the cops
got a gun but he ain’t never use it (grrah)
check the score, show who really do sh+t (grrah)
up in that [?] like how the f+ck we losin’?
in love with the smoke, you know we can’t defuse it (grrah)
they get trouble, we all know what’s up
10 out 10 that them n+ggas ain’t tough (like)
talk i’m broke but that b+tch is a sl+t
if she jackin’ the ops that lil’ b+tch gettin’ cut (she gettin’ cut)
pas me the chop, that lil’ b+tch better duck (like)
don’t trip, better watch how she run, i will show no remorse if it’s up i’m a dumb b+tch
[?] they can’t get up with us (at all)
b+tch, i’m like, “give a f+ck ’bout the next b+tch”
how i’ma go and i keep me a weapon? (tell me how?)
be a soft and give up the pretendin’
they say get back but we already left them
we don’t think, n+ggas ain’t second guessin’
b+tch, i could fight give a f+ck bout your best friend (fight, fight)
gettin’ geeked and that sh+t is depressin’
let them b+tches be, i’ma teach them a lesson (on bro)
b+tches mad i’m who they wanna be (that’s facts)
n+ggas mad ’cause they b+tches ain’t me
and they always outside ’til we ran through their p’s
and them boys [?] ’cause they fast on they feet (grrah, grrah, boom)
[chorus]
catch a opp in the spot i leave him where she dance at
my respect, i’ma always demand that (grrah)
f+ck what these b+tches sayin’, where they bands at? (grrah)
all talk like, “what’s up? where your hands at? (where they at?)
f+ck y’all n+ggas too, heard they bring up my name, ask that boy where the f+ck is his mans at
n+ggas know that i’m it, tell him get off my d+ck (grrah), i can talk but that won’t bring your man’s back
catch a opp in the spot i leave him where she dance at
my respect, i’ma always demand that (grrah)
f+ck what these b+tches sayin’, where they bands at?
all talk like, “what’s up? where your hands at? (what’s up?)
f+ck y’all n+ggas too, heard they bring up my name, ask that boy where the f+ck is his mans at (grrah, grrah)
n+ggas know that i’m it, tell him get off my d+ck, i can talk but that won’t bring your man’s back (grrah)

- kenzo b lyrics

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