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welcome to the underground - kickout lyrics

mathias!

(kickout)
[verse]
aye b*tch
my name is 1 2 kickout
i’m new to that game but i go with that sh*t just to show you motherf*ckers i’m lit
the west where i from
i go cop a dub
then all on the hoes here right now
f*ck around with that switch let 100 rounds drip to show show you who really gone run this b*tch
for poppin them percs i get live by myself
b*tch i’m from the label now he on the shelf
said f*ck you lil b*tch yeah swear you is some raid
now f*ck a lil hoe and get hit with the k
b*tch you ain’t gon try
b*tch where is my face
show up with id or i’m catching a case
b*tch try to play me i am none of that game
keep touching my sh*t you might end up a stain
keep talking lil sh*t lil boy you gon see me
you stay taking ls i call you luigi
long range ? you get hit with the mop
i call you that ? so time to get dropped
told you before i got beams i got scopes
your b*tch suck bad i’m in her throat
me and sad frosty we taking sh*t over and your b*tch so bad we might bend her over
like i’m back i’m her option
your pack i ain’t guessing
bape(?) later be beating that p*ssy look (some word)
14 mime carrying
white careers are burrying
floor it in the fiance(?)
head away with it and try it
it’s the (?) sh*t
is your family eating lil b*tch (?)
what size beef five six
bl!ck with a strap on it
got that b*tch with extensions
you fell off the suppressant
last level of andy you got carried by who
aye b*tch
(sad frosty)
[verse]
i f*ck the juice i be trippin
he cannot front look back and now that b*tch slippin
cut that hoe off i ain’t doin no simpin
iced more than a b*tch you would think that i’m pimpin
trade(?) in the back and he totin a .50
play with my cash and then sh*t gon get iffy
pour up a 4 now i’m feeling real dizzy
and teach that hoe best not be sayin she miss me
uh i cannot cuff with no thot hoe
if i want em dead i can get em gone (?)
(?) in my pockets like i hit the lotto
too many hoes i feel like a sancho
my b*tch the fillati(?)
you cuffin on thotties
i hit that hoe once and i dip
she got too many body’s they came from a hobby(?) secure in the back and i dip

[note]
(long live sad frosty)

- kickout lyrics

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