Kickiter (feat. Shao Dow)

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Bass hit, face kick, all around the world they played it
'Ello mate, wasted, run up on the stage, go ape shit
KICKITER, diss
俺は これは それは あれは 彼は
KICKITER diss
まじで なに and we
Kick it like Jackie

My healthy body still crave molly (yeah)
But I don't need no restraints and a mask
And I'm never transported on a dolly (uh huh)
Prolly catch me drunk AF on a KC trolly, gee golly
When they recognize me they pass me the Buddz on Collie (what)

Halloween woke up in Honolulu
Everything free because I'm a guru, true
Go shopping, wanna do blue
But muscle memory is telling me, Soo Woo Woo
Chicken lasagna to chew
Uso's tell me if it's drama, you cue
Crew to put them llamas through you
Colostomy bag, how you gonna boo-boo (go!)

Woke up in a room out Vegas
Gonna give Kendrick and Tyler a shout later
But too many edible goodies the mouth ate up
So we tryna really get in with a Tao waiter
Lookin' fly-lee, beauty by T
She wanna know the answer to the question, "Why me?"
We walkin through the telly where we pay the high fee
Holy shit, lock B's with the homie YG (woo)

I'm on the radar of every A star
In this music biz when they view this kid
They see me as a quasar
Finally goin' kamasutra crazy
Doin' it like I want a future baby
But I be careful where I shoot the gravy
Holding the base of it like a ukulele

Some of the homies they go polygamist
Offer the N9na to hit the wiz a bit
I had to reject it, I'm not to give her this
Respect'll cut off the horny, the nigga shit

Woke up in the Caribbean and smokin' the therapy in the ocean
Is there a reason to give a hit?
To folk with a pair of heathen with liver lips
I broke from the terror, leavin' I sizzle it

Arizona, bag is packed
Backstage passes, Cactus Jack (that's right)
I'm so gungho, ask for tracks
'Cause I know I got the racks (yup)
Dipped and this the way bosses
Get the chips and stay cautious
Tip the strippers, bae tossed it
A lip to give like I'm Chick-Fil-A sauces

I save 'em, you're no longer privy to
The way I pop up in places that Iggy do
Woke up in Australia, this city too poppin'
Hoppin', got me shroomin' at Sydney Zoo (Sydney Zoo)

Bass hit, face kick, all around the world they played it
'Ello mate, wasted, run up on the stage, go ape shit
KICKITER diss
俺は これは それは あれは 彼は
KICKITER diss
まじで なに and we
Kick it like Jackie

My last show at Red Rocks, twelve thousand people
Seven hundred fifty extra
Everybody there to greet you
'Cause what I spit is brrr and with the quickness, sir
Some jealous visitors, bitches were Kickiters

Pass out on Caribou Lou
That's because Kaliko makes terrible Lou
That drink unfair 'cause you spew
151 okay, that was the true voodoo

One place I dare you to view
Nova Scotia, Canada where the Moo-shu
Screw, five to one, share the pu-pu
I was chased by a sex crazy pair of cuckoos

Daughter wantin' me to meet her MILF
Married woman want that cheater guilt
Never they get this leader milk
I ran away truckin' 'cause I can tell they were Peterbilt
No way I give her the god (no)
Mosey hoes we don't deliver the rod (no)
Kickiter watchin' from afar
When Mr. Marcus shot a porno theme of Wizard of Oz (wow)

Center stage, rip it hit for hit
Been this paid with the sickest spit
Renegades sip this wicked shit
Lemonade mixed with distillate (what)

I make party, I'm the caca
Hit yo' town, I want that zaza
Never seen a chupacabra
But I saw my sold out venue in Moskva
I think Adina Howard wanted to, nevermind

Yeah
That's a wrap



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron D. Yates, Elliott Haslam, Javier Ramirez Jr, Louis Rogé, Paul Salva
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