KICK ASS

Look
Don't even talk to my bitch
Imma kick his ass like Kick-ass
We are not the same, baby boy, sit relax
Man it's such a pain being round these niggas
Niggas gay like parade
And they sweet, minute maid
What a fake
Best believe when I say
Don't even walk by the bitch
Imma kick his ass like Kick-ass
We are not the same, baby boy, sit relax
Man it's such a pain being round these niggas
Niggas gay like parade
And they sweet, minute maid
Fricken fake and they stay
Throwing shade all damn day

God hates these boys for real
They fraud, they counterfeit as hell
You get a number
Just to get ignored
My boy, oh Lord
You're such an imbecile
Ew - Incel, you're celibate
You cannot locate the clit
I see her and talk my shit
Then I make her do the splits
I get right on top of it
You gone sit and sit and sit
Your crypto never gonna flip
Tough shit, bro, go and slit your wrists

Singo pues, orale
They got nothin to say
They gone be here today
The next day?
Fly away
Holy shit
These losers never gonna quit
It's like committing to the bit
Their shtick is being worthless
They gone say run they fade
But guess what?
They gang-bang in the games
Not real life
You know what?
Never mind
Know when I'm making K
I'll fuck your wife

Uh, uh, uh, they so damn dumb
Tik-tok turned folk to a bunch of actors
Big head boy, don't know that you don't matter?
We're all light stuck inside of dark matter

Do what makes you happy
Fuck everything else
I been here 20 years
Man I shouldn't be stressed
When I look at these dweebs
It make me feel so blessed
Cause comparatively
I'm gone be the success

Don't even talk to my bitch
Imma kick his ass like Kick-ass
We are not the same, baby boy, sit relax
Man it's such a pain being round these niggas
Niggas gay like parade
And they sweet, minute maid
Fricken fake and they stay
Throwing shade all damn day
Don't even walk by the bitch
Imma kick his ass like Kick-ass



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Writer(s): King Uchekwe
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