Kickin Thoughts Songtext
von Lil Marlo
Kickin Thoughts Songtext
(Who made this beat?)
Yeah, yeah
(Twist the jeans, baby)
Yeah
Fear God, never fuck with death, yeah
Still worried ′bout this gun health, yeah
And when she died, I felt my heart left, yeah
Got no more pain, man, bad friend, bless ya
I done switched the game, man, I start rappin'
Trappin′ 'round the long night
Servin' them breakdown bones, a nigga had to get it right
Chicken up for Steve, he gave a nigga life
Burg and the juvie took a nigga life
Told on my nigga that we gon′ be straight
CJ ate ball, Tiger T, Westside grapes
RIP to Eight Ball, he took a nigga with him
Gotta know we praise that nigga for bein′ a real killer
Tiger T come through your door like he done smashed your ho
I coulda died that day, but she ain't let me go
Told Tessa, "Tell your nigga I got your back for sure
Told Jessica, "Join Kiki, don′t be hangin', ho"
Told the bitch, "Gotta keep rock"
So I put my trust in luck, yeah
Fuck that bitch straight from the bank
I′m goin' non-stop, yeah
Hellcat goin′ faster than my old car
Seein' young and the cats, I think my old boy
Told the bitch, "Gotta keep rock"
So I put my trust in luck, yeah
Fuck that bitch straight from the bank
I'm goin′ non-stop, yeah
Hellcat goin′ faster than my old car
Seein' young and the cats, I think my old boy
We all need a shoulder just to lean on
Told my bitch, "No back and forth, hope this ain′t pin' pong"
And they friends love suckin′ wet, say that they think so
Slide on the opp block, din'-dong
Check a boy, play a check, these niggas don′t get to mess
Tryna beat the house out, nigga, fuck the equity
Tweety head and baby, that my right hand
Kwesi on Louis, that my fuckin' lefty
Told the bitch, "Gotta kick rock"
I put my trust in Glocks, yeah
Fuck that bitch straight from the bank
I'm goin′ non-stop, yeah
Hellcat goin′ fast in my old car
Seein' young and the cats, I think my old boy
Told the bitch, "Gotta keep rock"
So I put my trust in luck, yeah
Fuck that bitch straight from the bank
I′m goin' non-stop, yeah
Hellcat goin′ faster than my old car
Seein' young and the cats, I think my old boy
Seein′ young and the cats, I think my old boy
Yeah, yeah
(Twist the jeans, baby)
Yeah
Fear God, never fuck with death, yeah
Still worried ′bout this gun health, yeah
And when she died, I felt my heart left, yeah
Got no more pain, man, bad friend, bless ya
I done switched the game, man, I start rappin'
Trappin′ 'round the long night
Servin' them breakdown bones, a nigga had to get it right
Chicken up for Steve, he gave a nigga life
Burg and the juvie took a nigga life
Told on my nigga that we gon′ be straight
CJ ate ball, Tiger T, Westside grapes
RIP to Eight Ball, he took a nigga with him
Gotta know we praise that nigga for bein′ a real killer
Tiger T come through your door like he done smashed your ho
I coulda died that day, but she ain't let me go
Told Tessa, "Tell your nigga I got your back for sure
Told Jessica, "Join Kiki, don′t be hangin', ho"
Told the bitch, "Gotta keep rock"
So I put my trust in luck, yeah
Fuck that bitch straight from the bank
I′m goin' non-stop, yeah
Hellcat goin′ faster than my old car
Seein' young and the cats, I think my old boy
Told the bitch, "Gotta keep rock"
So I put my trust in luck, yeah
Fuck that bitch straight from the bank
I'm goin′ non-stop, yeah
Hellcat goin′ faster than my old car
Seein' young and the cats, I think my old boy
We all need a shoulder just to lean on
Told my bitch, "No back and forth, hope this ain′t pin' pong"
And they friends love suckin′ wet, say that they think so
Slide on the opp block, din'-dong
Check a boy, play a check, these niggas don′t get to mess
Tryna beat the house out, nigga, fuck the equity
Tweety head and baby, that my right hand
Kwesi on Louis, that my fuckin' lefty
Told the bitch, "Gotta kick rock"
I put my trust in Glocks, yeah
Fuck that bitch straight from the bank
I'm goin′ non-stop, yeah
Hellcat goin′ fast in my old car
Seein' young and the cats, I think my old boy
Told the bitch, "Gotta keep rock"
So I put my trust in luck, yeah
Fuck that bitch straight from the bank
I′m goin' non-stop, yeah
Hellcat goin′ faster than my old car
Seein' young and the cats, I think my old boy
Seein′ young and the cats, I think my old boy
Writer(s): Rudolph Johnson, Deundraeus Portis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
