Kylie lyrics

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Action Pack


[Intro]
Action!
Run that sh*t back, Khi

[Verse 1]
I'm on the block like a muhf*ckin' center
She eat the di*k like a muhf*ckin' dinner
If I up this .30, you gon' be a victim
Say that we f*cked, hoe I don't even remember
High as a b*tch when I'm up in the sprinter
I rob my connect ain't no man in the middle
I'm in LA in the middle of the winter
I'm up in the hills tryna f*ck Kylie Jenner (Hey!)
With the Glock on his head like a durag
Walk in the room b*tches looking like, "Who that?"
You ain't the gang, n*gga where is your crew at?
We shot at y'all, but you n*ggas ain't shoot back
When he snatch your chain, go get your sh*t back
I took your hoe, n*gga where is your b*tch at?
And you know I flex like a muhf*ckin' six-pack
We making donations b*tch, come get a sh*tbag (Yeah!)
Gang in this b*tch I'm the hit-man (Ooh)
f*ckin' your b*tch she a big fan
I'm leaning just like a kickstand
Extorting sh*t just like the rent man
I count the cash I don't need no accountant
I pop a perc got me high as a mountain
Walk in the trap throw a bowl on the counter
Just like a burger, I'm in and I'm out it (Uh)

[Hook]
I'm in her mouth (b*tch!)
She from the south (Hot, hot)
f*ck all the clout (f*ck it!)
b*tch, I rap what I'm 'bout (For real)
I'm in her mouth (Hey)
She from the south (Gorgeous)
f*ck all the clout (f*ck it!)
b*tch, I rap what I'm bout

[Verse 2]
Walk in the club and I stand on the couch
Hand on her head while my di*k in her mouth (On gang)
Like I had a map for the cash I'm in route
And b*tch, if it's smoke we ain't baggin' up out (Hey!)
I keep a gun and you knew that
b*tch n*gga play and get blew back (Woo!)
I don't gotta argue, don't do that (Woah)
'Cause I know Lil [?] gone shoot that (Brrr, bap)
I'm rocking Louie Vuitton
b*tch, like a [?] you know I'm a [?] (Yeah)
Ain't with the dissing, yeah, b*tch you been warned (Yeah)
Just like a band the Glock got a drum (Yeah, yeah)
Fell in this b*tch with the gang
Reach for my chain, gone take off your brain (Action!)
f*ckin' yo b*tch she a freak
You know how it is, you know what we claim (b*tch!)
I'm smoking gas on the plane
So many b*tches ain't none of them claimed (Yeah)
With the same n*ggas, ain't none of them change
When I up this Drac', put this b*tch to your brain
They know I'm booming like speakers
Got stripes like a cheetah
I'm hot like fajitas (Woo, woo!)
I'm in her mouth like a dentist
You calling her phone, but you can't even reach her
b*tch! (Action!)

[Hook]
I'm in her mouth (b*tch!)
She from the south (Hot, hot)
f*ck all the clout (f*ck it!)
b*tch, I rap what I'm 'bout (For real)
I'm in her mouth (Hey)
She from the south (Gorgeous)
f*ck all the clout (f*ck it!)
b*tch, I rap what I'm bout
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