kickn shit - tyler lyrics
[intro]
ha, yeah
fell in love with money
fell in love with drugs
fell in love with guns
r.i.p. fredo, r.i.p deathwish, for real
yeah
[chorus]
back up on my bullsh*t
your clique they be on that hoe sh*t
leave an opp body up in the ocean
saw the cops coming i was like “oh sh*t”
yeah, yeah, countin’ up all this big bank
run up on me and you get hit with that thing
kickin’ sh*t call me tyler sensei, yeah
y’all smoking on mid, y’all smoking on headache
i make a band up on a a bad day
they wanna know how much i make on a good day
[verse]
yeah they pocket watching on me
got that pocket rocket on me
i ain’t scared to k!ll you
i ain’t scared to k!ll your homie
oh you think i won’t shoot?
well you must not know me
ballin’ r.i.p. to kobe
perc k!llin’ me slowly
off five drugs i’m a o.d
xan, perc, oxy, lean and that codeine
he got money but he ain’t gonna show me
he got them glocks but he ain’t gonna show me
got everything from a*z
bad hoe on the magazine
glock 19 magazine
i know you hear it when it sing
i heard that y’all been witnessing
bout to make things interesting
gun him down then say i’m innocent
[chorus]
back up on my bullsh*t
your clique they be on that hoe sh*t
leave an opp body up in the ocean
saw the cops coming i was like “oh sh*t”
yeah, yeah, countin’ up all this big bank
run up on me and you get hit with that thing
kickin’ sh*t call me tyler sensei, yeah
y’all smoking on mid, y’all smoking on headache
i make a band up on a a bad day
they wanna know how much i make on a good day
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