KickDoe lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayo, Sebastian, run that sh*t the f*ck back)

[Verse 1]
SOB the motherf*ckin' gang
Every time a n*gga ah, we to motherf*ckin' blame
Hundun in the chop, let that motherf*cker bang
Sayin' you gon' do what? No, you motherf*ckin' ain't
n*gga, f*ck this rap sh*t, I got motherf*ckin' rank
I don't be around n*ggas, they too motherf*ckin' fake
Yeah, chop with an ah, I got motherf*ckin' range
Play my song in the club, make it motherf*ckin' rain
Yeah, lyin' to the judge, I done motherf*ckin' changed
Give a f*ck if it's a dime, need my motherf*ckin' change
Lil' bro take your watch and your motherf*ckin' chain
b*tch open up her legs and she motherf*ckin' stink
She want me to fall in love, but I motherf*ckin' can't
I done poured two fours in my motherf*ckin' drink
n*gga still savin' hoes, need a motherf*ckin' cape
Free my n*gga Took and the motherf*ckin' jank

[Chorus]
Boy, I don't do the outdoor, only indoor
You ain't never outside, boy, you indoors
n*gga, hold your Rollie up if your wrist froze
Three times ten what the clip hold
Yeah, when you hear that, "Fah-fah," n*gga, get low
Yeah, lil' n*gga in the club with a big pole
Yeah, I could never give a f*ck about a b*tch, bro
Yeah, and every time my n*gga slide, that's a kickdoor
[Verse 2]
Yeah, when you hear that— b*tch, we kick doors
b*tch wanna know my age, b*tch, I'm this old
Yeah, n*gga, you ain't even cut, what you diss for?
Yeah, he could do it like that, but not this, though
Yeah, b*tch say she wanna slide, who you with, though?
Yeah, can you keep it on the low, baby, limbo?
Yeah, you ain't never did sh*t, what you did, bro?
Yeah, what I got up in my cup, b*tch, a rent poured
Yeah, n*gga post me and my bro, he a sis, though
Yeah, b*tch, you with a shooting star, what you wish for?
Yeah, baby, can I use your purse for this pistol?
Yeah, bro asked if I'm strapped, yeah, for sh*t sure
Yeah, you was up a whole hun', where that sh*t go?
Yeah, I'll never slide down in a fish bowl
Yeah, if I was you, I would leave, no offense, bro
Yeah, ever, ever tell them n*ggas what I did

[Chorus]
Boy, I don't do the outdoor, only indoor
You ain't never outside, boy, you indoors
n*gga, hold your Rollie up if your wrist froze
Three times ten what the clip hold
Yeah, when you hear that, "Fah-fah," n*gga, get low
Yeah, lil' n*gga in the club with a big pole
Yeah, I could never give a f*ck about a b*tch, bro
Yeah, and every time my n*gga slide, that's a kickdoor, b*tch