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kickback - sgm lyrics

(yeah)
choppa with me in the booth
two twin berretas
i got my muhf*ckin’ cheque up (buh)
my n*ggas shoot from the neck up

yo’ shawty give me goose neck
i can buy your wrist for a f*ckin’ blue check
i’m shining, rip a n*gga ear off, mike tyson
all you p*ssy on d*ck, quit riding

(fah, fah) that is the sound of my choppa (brrr)
you wanna fight b*tch, que pasa?
she my companion like bossa
she gon’ talk mad upon a n*gga
i pull up i got a gat, i’m catchin’ you with a scope, huh
imma pull up n*gga, a hunnid’ up with these b*tches
i run for the cash and now he broke, huh, (yeah) yeah

yeah, now i done stayed on my sh*t
we been up, b*tch we grown quick
yo’ sh*t suck, you should go quit
up the chop it’s a whole clip

he gon’ ask “where’s my b*tch?”
prolly’ with the gang, she up on my d*ck (she up on my d*ck)
m16 hit his eyris
rick on the jeans, this a a nice fit
verse 2: mbrk

broke n*gga up on benefits
yo b*tch listen to my rhetoric
shawty smart know i’m heaven sent
not finna f*ck if she smoking nic
can’t take it from me fumi no kick
uppin the glock brodie finna twitch
bullets streamin to his neck get clipped
i put a b*tch n*gga in a zip, smoke it

ip man know my hands potent
not a n*gga nah you a black token
got my ricks kicked up on your back sofa
can’t cuff a hoe if she poppin xans

i gave you the blueprint mad hova
i’ma peep your dm its a bad open
put him in the stars like a movie poster
i get jiggy wit it hit my dance

hah yeyah hoe i dont want that
it ain’t no contest
pick up the drum, making him run track
no i ain’t done, pin him with thumbtacks
holdin a gun, no he won’t pump that
f*ckin her slow but she finna cum fast
knockin yo bro, you still wouldn’t up that
do him like a plate, cus he getting cut back
ahhh k protrude i grip, aim the deuce and hit
splat his brain and sh*t, i could never trip
bullets finna p*ss if he up on d*ck
up the scope and cl!ck, ima hit a crit

right in yo vertebrae
she wanna suck on me
he steady fumbling while im up getting guap

verse 3: justvigi

he thinkin he sneako he starting a fight
b*tch, you already lost
i got designer on me 7 figures
you know that’s how much it cost
mike tyson my choppa, it kick back
yo b*tch she ain’t hit back
i wonder why?
pull up with a semi, but we fully packing
go ask that boy zai

i gotta glock, it touchin my thigh
pull up with a tech he forgettin the .9
he pull up wit his sqaud, he marching
i guess that boy forgot to read the sign
i’m gon’ pull up with mac
i ain’t talkin computer b*tch get back
shoot a shot it go right back
taa that boy thinkin he a right back

- sgm lyrics

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