you can't kick it - prez p lyrics
[produced by the pyrvmids]
[verse 1: prez p]
this here for the end of the year
i know you been stackin’ bread
the last few months to stunt right here
i’m still full like thanksgiving was last night
fresh to death been fly since my past life
prez p, one of the dopest
takin’ shots and sendin’ shots come get a dosage
i’m the n-gga ashin’ on you n-ggas wit my n-ggas
p-ssin’ and p-ssin’ all you n-ggas
outlastin’ all these n-ggas
and i ain’t even get started yet
n-ggas you look up to tellin’ me watch how r-t-rded it get
and mike brown k!ller still free, so i’mma keep a pistol on me
i’m shining like a crystal watch the twinkle
n-ggas all pressed, i’mma fold em all and leave em wrinkled
og chronic, d-mn near smellin’ toxic
got me goin’ goin’ gone like a rocket
made ya girl take a whiff and made her vomit
somehow we on it, and yet fully functional
you could forget ya logic, i’m not just another baller
travel so much i’m gettin’ used to being profiled
get on the plane, first cl-ss
n-gga no smile
[chorus]
you can’t kick it if the shoe don’t fit
my 16 like a judo kick
you lame n-ggas need to bang it quick
cuz all my n-ggas tote’n hammers cuz we too legit
let me know is you down for a n-gga
shawty let me know if you gon’ ride for yo n-gga
i been grindin’ all night for the figures
grab a coat cuz you know it’s gon’ get cold in the winter
[verse 2: ransooo rockchild]
p-ssy n-gga get ya weight up
don’t let what’s coming off my waist shape ya
get lifted n-gga i can spot ya
4 plates all pressed that’s my lowest offer
line em up i’ll smoke ya roster
like a rasta
me no like dem likkle yute me ah wash ya
i can tell by ya posture you impostor
let a real n-gga prosper opps’uh try to block ya
nada nan n-gga can’t stop ya
talk fly like a shop i pop up drop ya
like the price on summer clothes in autumn
i can understand why you mad at me
sh-t, i make like 3 times a n-gga salary
get to horsin’ round i’mma bring the cavalry
my cash a turn a n-gga to a casualty
money shot, i triple up my net worth
let’s work feature price what my neck worth
i’m miami’s meyer lansky, i’m the king and my b-tch fancy
[chorus]
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