Kick It Lyrics

Why you ain't tell me your heart was attached to them niggas that's broke?

Can't run it back

What you gone do if they hand you them racks would you literally cut out the bros?

Ain't coming back

What you gone pick up a pole?

I seen like too many things and these people is really out selling they soul

I been that nigga since little league I was outside hitting bitches with strokes

Tryna keep this shit sexual gotta confess to you, baby you doing the most

Why you keep doing the most?

This ain't no Cinnamon challenge this shit off the top I don't offer crumbs

I want my cake and I eat it too

Watch who you talking to boy catch your bitch I might off her tongue

I hope it sound like I'm serious

I'm talking my shit cause I'm off of one

You could be hear with me too but I told you I'm off of one

It's Hot hot, like I gave em a stroke

Spent like 10 bands on a ring you said yes I ain't offer girl

I fell knee deep in the crease of the streets when I saw the seal

I need a triple threat 3v1 after that double it don't get me started

Life feeling stranger than fiction I'm smoking exotic

I was in a sober mood, lil bitch had done got me ticked off

Happy you slowing the mood, energy cold and it got my dick soft

I step and control the room, The Wittiest Ever and I'm just being honest

Syrup got me coughing I'm done with it might need a Coffin

Way too litty I'm slurring my words on purpose, can't copy this talking

Bitch I'm a Stone Cold Stunner I'm cracking your bitch cause I can I feel like I'm Austin

Literally putting in work in the office submit to me girl then we off it

My Fenty bitch going retarded

Just working on working out shit with a star, tryna leave Earth tonight go see the stars

I'm pulling her G string like Guitarist

Fuck is you telling what I told to you?

Tell em in private next second sneak off

I got a bolder move hop in a Wraith smoke gas skeet off

They cute but ain't postable ready to shit on the Gram

You cute but too sociable better stop talking with your hands

This time you could eat with em

Just this time you could be with em

This time you could sneak with em

In front of these people you pleasing em

I'm counting these numbers from top of the top, I'm feeling empirical

Quick math tell me you spiritual, material girl and it's nobody sharing you

Nowadays I patch it up with the medical

Davy the slatt turn to Davy the general

How he been keeping it a buck?

Cause my pockets fatter than fuck like Lil Terio

Why you ain't feening to trust?

My nigga you stabbed me in the back and I always was there for you

Remember I gave you the shirt off my back and you goofy that's criminal

Been keeping the convos too minimal, only in sight with the visuals

Need me a bitch to show me a little about love not fucking that's typical, be literal

This that scene when the plot gone thicken

I was just here for a while now I'm gone like the Popeyes Chicken!

Can't kick it, got rid of my cup and a couple of bitches that's clinging

What's missing, me and the money involved with a whole lot of

Why you ain't tell me your heart was attached to them niggas that's broke?

Can't run it back

What you gone do if they hand you them racks would you literally cut out the bros?

Ain't coming back

What you gone pick up a pole?

I seen like too many things and these people is really out selling they soul

I been that nigga since little league I was outside hitting bitches with strokes

Tryna keep this shit sexual gotta confess to you, baby you doing the most

Why you be doing the most?