Outro (Kick Rocks) lyrics

(I got my work from the Narcos)

Yuh
Jewels on my neck, them big rocks
Real skreet n*gga, I don't do TikToks
On the skreet, ion care bout no hip hop
Switch sides, and get flipped; so dont flip-flop
We gone kick in his door, ain't no n*gga-knock
I be walkin round wit sticks like a juggernaut
And we hit up yo sh*t, is you hip or not?
I done stopped poppin' Perc's, I jus sip Wok
Betchu want some of yo sh*t out this zip-lock
Know we get n*ggas hit fa that slick talk
I got Crip's that do way more than Crip walk
In my fridge 23, dat's that lick talk
And you know I got a sack, getcho b*tch bought
You got robbed for that sh*t, that's yo b*tch fault
I'm a wolf but these n*ggas call be big hawk
Cause we spin three times then you picked off
Ain't no Perc, we finna hit his ass with Fentanyl
And my pops still got a sack, he in jail n all
Big racks, f*ck rap; I fell off
Big racks on his top make his head off
We just let off them shots n he sped off
Next thing you know it, the feds called
n*ggas be snitchin', play hard ball
n*gga thought we sellin crack, but dats drywall
In a hot box, duckin them law dogs
When I hit her, make her feel it; i'ma raw dog
I got shooters on the roof, with sawed off's
n*gga Sensei tryna shoot, he a ball hog
I put 20 on his head for the right cause
I'm a boss so that 20 was a write off
n*ggas cappin on the gram, i'ma sign off
Get to school n start shootin till the lights off
And we smokin Zarkeisha, smoke in the blunt
b*tch we smokin' on goop, not Runtz
I caught plays, I done caught a lot of huts
AK she put extension on the butt
n*ggas run into the laws, but for what?
Lotta chains but I still be in the cut
Kariana tell em let a n*gga f*ck
I'm a gangsta i'ma keep my mouth shut