Kick One
Kick One wait Kick 2 let off 30
Thissa 40 im from the 50s i aint Nervous
Range rover hella saucy yeah its Stolen
Kwame who Kwame Kayda bitch you Loaded
Pull where bitch i am not pulling Over
Patnas parked at the light head on Shoulders
In the booth war stories of a soldier
Catch you leafin like a migos ima BLow you
Like tip said i cant even trust you Shawty
This dreadhead get the party poppin LIke its shottas
Bustin at yo ogs & im bustin on they Daughter
You niggas really cops tryna play the Role of robbers
Free martian free teezy free the Boppers
Free the suckas cuz if they down i Cant popem
Patron n henny put them lil bitchs in One bottle
Kick One wait i Kicked 2 yea thats full Throttle
Philosophy to planning all these licks like Aristotle
Ate his facial up witta choppa now He john doe
Slide through beating up that load Like im jon jones
Yo whole section full of lil squares LIke a waffle
Im kinda leaning tower of piza i Might topple
I tip toe wiggle while im sippin all Out the bottle
Like arnold Schwarzenegger my NIgga get to the choppa
PRaying for his life im praying that His heart is stoppin
Switch lanes then switch cars round The corner
White bitch driving thugs in the Back feeling normal
Made him tear it off he still was weaping while im snorin
Way i pressed him with this big ole Bitch could callem norbit
Kick One wait Kick 2 let off 30.
Thissa 40 im from the 50s i aint Nervous
Range rover hella saucy yeah its Stolen
Kwame who Kwame Kayda bitch you Loaded
Pull where bitch i am not pulling Over
Patnas parked at the light head on Shoulders
In the booth war stories of a soldier
Catch you leafin like a migos ima Blow you
Its kinda fragile but im gone rip you Out the rolly
I remember days when we would Play with rolly pollys
Now im in the streets really on the Roll from all the pollys
Its a 72 aint got no proof n you cant Hold me
I aint have a gun i blended niggas for They earnings
Aint a medafore the things i think n Do is so disturbing
I was hella mad now a saucy fit is in THe furnace
When Im strippin niggas they gone Keep it cool or they deserved it
Whipped out his eyes wide looking Like he perking
Im From gaskill knockin asian Bitches up in Berkeley
Ill run the play and intercept that ball From you turkeys
Im gettin dirty letting off thirty outta This forty
Why when i conversate with bitches It just bore me.
Why am i up off that tron 3 in the Morning.
Why a nigga drink all this green now Im snoring.
Why yall wasnt there i was down it Was pouring.
Why im so cold where im from its Been snowing
Why when the feds got on our tail You got nervous
How you take a selfie wit a mug n say YOUu smerkish.
Where they do that at you niggas Bitches hind the curtains
Said a nigga wouldn't ever make it Come observe this
Signed a snowbunny left titty at my FIrst show nigga
My baby choppa baby sucha hoe Blowing all the niggas
Hold her by the neck play wit that Trigger wit my middle finger
Blood on His body mixed with Lighting yeah he gon glisten
Woo this n wop that nigga no i dont Feel you
Tell yo moms you wanna fonk wit Me n she gon kill you
Lookin like a rainbow in my wood bMBut its blue cookie
I kicked one running through them Reds i seen blue coming
Cold nights nowhere to lie im on the Roof thuggin
Singing lullabys to the sky after i m
Mute buddy
Its Kwame who with that Kayda my Shoes been muddy
Thissa 40 im from the 50s i aint Nervous
Range rover hella saucy yeah its Stolen
Kwame who Kwame Kayda bitch you Loaded
Pull where bitch i am not pulling Over
Patnas parked at the light head on Shoulders
In the booth war stories of a soldier
Catch you leafin like a migos ima BLow you
Like tip said i cant even trust you Shawty
This dreadhead get the party poppin LIke its shottas
Bustin at yo ogs & im bustin on they Daughter
You niggas really cops tryna play the Role of robbers
Free martian free teezy free the Boppers
Free the suckas cuz if they down i Cant popem
Patron n henny put them lil bitchs in One bottle
Kick One wait i Kicked 2 yea thats full Throttle
Philosophy to planning all these licks like Aristotle
Ate his facial up witta choppa now He john doe
Slide through beating up that load Like im jon jones
Yo whole section full of lil squares LIke a waffle
Im kinda leaning tower of piza i Might topple
I tip toe wiggle while im sippin all Out the bottle
Like arnold Schwarzenegger my NIgga get to the choppa
PRaying for his life im praying that His heart is stoppin
Switch lanes then switch cars round The corner
White bitch driving thugs in the Back feeling normal
Made him tear it off he still was weaping while im snorin
Way i pressed him with this big ole Bitch could callem norbit
Kick One wait Kick 2 let off 30.
Thissa 40 im from the 50s i aint Nervous
Range rover hella saucy yeah its Stolen
Kwame who Kwame Kayda bitch you Loaded
Pull where bitch i am not pulling Over
Patnas parked at the light head on Shoulders
In the booth war stories of a soldier
Catch you leafin like a migos ima Blow you
Its kinda fragile but im gone rip you Out the rolly
I remember days when we would Play with rolly pollys
Now im in the streets really on the Roll from all the pollys
Its a 72 aint got no proof n you cant Hold me
I aint have a gun i blended niggas for They earnings
Aint a medafore the things i think n Do is so disturbing
I was hella mad now a saucy fit is in THe furnace
When Im strippin niggas they gone Keep it cool or they deserved it
Whipped out his eyes wide looking Like he perking
Im From gaskill knockin asian Bitches up in Berkeley
Ill run the play and intercept that ball From you turkeys
Im gettin dirty letting off thirty outta This forty
Why when i conversate with bitches It just bore me.
Why am i up off that tron 3 in the Morning.
Why a nigga drink all this green now Im snoring.
Why yall wasnt there i was down it Was pouring.
Why im so cold where im from its Been snowing
Why when the feds got on our tail You got nervous
How you take a selfie wit a mug n say YOUu smerkish.
Where they do that at you niggas Bitches hind the curtains
Said a nigga wouldn't ever make it Come observe this
Signed a snowbunny left titty at my FIrst show nigga
My baby choppa baby sucha hoe Blowing all the niggas
Hold her by the neck play wit that Trigger wit my middle finger
Blood on His body mixed with Lighting yeah he gon glisten
Woo this n wop that nigga no i dont Feel you
Tell yo moms you wanna fonk wit Me n she gon kill you
Lookin like a rainbow in my wood bMBut its blue cookie
I kicked one running through them Reds i seen blue coming
Cold nights nowhere to lie im on the Roof thuggin
Singing lullabys to the sky after i m
Mute buddy
Its Kwame who with that Kayda my Shoes been muddy
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Writer(s): Kwame Walker
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