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rekky x peeman x rm - kick it lyrics

[verse 1: rekky]
ayo i used to push a clutch, now my left legs lazy
take all the boxes, my split games crazy
used to pay for whips, now my whip game pays me
straight drop, got the kitties moving brazy
it ain’t funny when i pull up in a culli
baccarat roof, got me smelling like money
stars in my roof and i got a suttin’ on me
star of the show, they can’t try stuntin’ on me
yo smokin’ round the ends in a blacked out x5
hittin’ them bends, no wobble, it’s a x drive
bro’s tellin’ me ”calm down k!lly, tek’ time”
blow chase, go and switch up to a next ride
summertime, surron’s and raptor’s
grew up round f+ckery, gunmen and gangsters
sawn+off shotty’s and 9mil handguns
slap em’ outta dingеrs, smoke for the camera’s

[chorus: rekky]
and yo i kick in a hypo, kick it in a rollеrs
kick it in illegals, kick it in a stolen
five foot three but her backs lookin’ swollen
twenty four karat, got her wrist lookin’ golden
kick in a hypo, kick it in a rollers
kick it in illegals, kick it in a stolen
five foot three but her backs lookin’ swollen
twenty four karat, got her wrist lookin’ golden
[verse 2: peeman]
look i’m cuttin’ through the ends with a burner in a benz
the dotty’s got a whistle, show me a better skeng
i ain’t gonna stop til’ i’m making them m’s
and if i ever go to jail, then i’m going for an m
told me step into the dance but she knows i don’t boogie
i ain’t come here for a laugh, i come here to make money
see my boy with the hoodie? he’s a madman like sully
so mind how you step, don’t be acting all funny
i got a family to feed so i’m all about lizzy
eight bills for the dots, twenty six for the brizzy
if there’s a farm on the block, guess i’m takin’ that quickly
she getting rich with a boss cause’ she really f+ck with me
yeah she really f+ck with me cah’ she knows i’m a boss
bro wants a box so i’m loadin’ him up
i told bro we gotta ride, now he’s loadin’ it up
we got six in the spinner, now your roads closed off

[chorus: rekky]
and yo i kick in a hypo, kick it in a rollers
kick it in illegals, kick it in a stolen
five foot three but her backs lookin’ swollen
twenty four karat, got her wrist lookin’ golden
kick in a hypo, kick it in a rollers
kick it in illegals, kick it in a stolen
five foot three but her backs lookin’ swollen
twenty four karat, got her wrist lookin’ golden
[verse 3: rm]
it’s big rm, yeah you know who i am
any chick that i’m with, gotta have a big back
won’t see me in a car if it ain’t digi+dash
spent forty+two quid on my whip, no cap
can’t chill around me if you don’t get it in
pulled up on your chick, buss down on my wrist
if i ask for the snap, guarantee she gives it
my new quad bikes worth twenty quid
i was buyin’ guns, you was buyin’ bracelets
you ever seen two glocks with the red lasers?
if i get bagged i’ll be on the newspapers
free my g’s locked up, real duppy makers
violate me, mums life see the .4 blow
vest got plates in the front like warzone
no eco, i only drive in sports mode
f+ck haters, i’m just tryna make more dough

- rekky x peeman x rm lyrics

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