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icky vic - members only lyrics

[intro]
p. soul on the track

[chorus: kid trunks]
ayy, what i say? it come right away
please don’t find a way, i got the time today
i got the time to play, all your rhymes is fake
i got a plan to make, to feed my family
ayy, what i say? it come right away
please don’t find a way, i got the time today
i got the time to play, all your rhymes is fake
i got a plan to make, to feed my family

[verse 1: kid trunks]
yeah, one word and they gon’ blow
and they gon’ show us what the person don’t know
i sit back and i let the bodies go float
i rewind to remind that i am the g.o.a.t
too many people don’t know what i did or what i’d become
i’m just tryna get out the place where i am from
i never really wanna respond by using guns
so i sit back and watch all these people go dumb, so i

[verse 2: b-ss santana]
ayy, hol’ on, straight shots of vodka
straight shots for disrespectin’ my partner
slap him with five, he drop it like carter
three days of humiliation should make him move smarter
i keep that sh-t one hunnid, i’m runnin’ it, why bother?
n-gga, you three percent, like, “where is my charger?” drop the mic
m.o., took ya life, we just dropped the dye
catch you slippin’ next, you just f-cked for life

[verse 3: flyboy tarantino]
kenan & kel -ss n-ggas, bet move smarter (huh)
thirsty for clout’n -ss n-ggas, get you a water
my brother said, “take a step back”
he too lost for these little peon–ss n-ggas, we too god (what?)
honestly, i don’t see n0body who could be harmed (what?)
askin’, “who wanna fight?” my n-gga, i really want it
you five-six, look like a dyk- who just went bald
and the fact that you speakin’ on the dead, we goin’ all in (yeah)

[chorus: kid trunks]
what i say? it come right away
please don’t find a way, i got the time today
i got the time to play, all your rhymes is fake
i got a plan to make, to feed my family
ayy, what i say? it come right away
please don’t find a way, i got the time today
i got the time to play, all your rhymes is fake
i got a plan to make, to feed my family

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