Kick a Doe

Spin the bin
We got them rackets like Wimbledon
Plug got the pack so he send em in
30 way niggas gone win again
Walk out the church just to sin again
Niggas bet not touch a hair on my chinny chin
Spent too much money on all this designer it's way too much drip that boy swimming in
They throwing jabs but we gone pull up on a nigga and see what he really bout
Niggas gone see me and force an apology but he know we ain't gone hear em out
Bitch It's a stack on my left and right I'ma walk in the Gallo and clear it out
Skrrrt off with the backend, me and my black friends do what we want we got figures now
Fuck niggas weak I got big amounts
You gone send em my way better make it count
Came from a place they don't make it out
Ain't no begging a bitch she gone stay around
Jump in the coupe, bet the amg loaded she know a young nigga don't play around
Creep in the back with the 223 loaded potato on me I won't make a sound
Bitch I don't dance hoe I'm in the back club with my wood and the glocky
You won't ever stop me niggas gone see me in public and go out and copy
Too many niggas been tryna get like me it's hard to not feel a lil cocky
You hit your girl in the morning she tired from riding this dick like a jocky
Gang shit
There ain't a bitch that I can't hit
Nigga we ain't one to play with
30 way smoke leave you brainless
Walk out the shootout I'm stainless
2 fingers up the plaintiff
Snitch is a breed that nigga don't hang wit
Better not mention my name bitch, walk out the club with the bitches you came with
Better watch out who you hang wit
I'm in the back wit lil Frankie and jigga, and each of em totin' the stainless
Me and my niggas been ballin like Jordan
But these niggas just Calvin Cambridge
I'm goin hard for my city my nigga it's too many reasons I can't quit
On the freeway I'm gassin this bitch til it break
Can't let a fuck nigga get in the way.
He wanna beef with a nigga who eatin bitch I let this choppa take him on a date
Spinning the block in my mama Toyota, ain't nowhere to run when we headed yo way.
Told my lil brother to bring in soda we serve on block but it hit like it's straight
Ripping through cake, I spent this shit everyday, niggas call me sallie Mae
Smoking on grape, only the gas when I'm rolling I got this shit straight from the bay.
Most of em late, ammo on me like Iraq, this shit gone add a lil weight.
We can't relate none of my niggas is talkin so we gone make em close the case.

Kick a doe
Yeah we gone see what It's hittin for
Kick a doe Run in you house you gone hit the floor
Kick a doe
Yeah we gone see what It's hittin for
Kick a doe Run in you house you gone hit the floor



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Writer(s): Soiceyboy Kane
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