Kylie Jenner lyrics
by Jace!
[Intro: Jace!]
That's them
Yall wanna get shot at?
Stop throwin’ up my sh*t, pus*y (Listen)
[Verse 1: kj2ugly]
I said I can't give a f*ck
'Bout a b*tch (Listen)
I’m tryna get my pockets fat as sh*t
I'm tryna get bad b*tches on my di*k
You a f*ckin' prick, I ain't with that sh*t
I'm with f*ckin' gang, we gon' hit a lick (Look at me, n*gga! Bummy as hell) (Listen)
You's a f*ckin’ b*tch, we gon’ hit you b*tch
We got f*ckin' clips, we got f*ckin’ sticks
Red dot, MOS, n*gga we can't miss
Tryna get yo' b*tch up off my di*k (What the f*ck) (Listen)
I'm just tryna get a mill’, just try' get rich (On my soul)
Never trust a pedo, never trust a snitch
I got thirty f*ckin' shots for a n*gga think he in
b*tch, I'm with the gang, you ain't slick (So, who said I was lookin' for a handout, n*gga?) (Listen)
If I'm with the gang we gon' slide on a− (f*ck is you talkin' 'bout?)
If I'm with the gang we're slidin' on a faggot
How I shoot so good? My n*gga, this sh*t take practice
f*ckin' a n*gga hoe, yeah, I'm f*ckin' a fat b*tch (Listen)
n*gga I ain't 21, but I'm just too Savagе
If I'm with a gang, pistols get to clackin'
Yes b*tch, If I'm with the gang pistols gеt to clappin'
b*tch, I'm throwin' off the pack, n*gga, ain't no sackin' (Listen)
If you b*tch ass fat, n*gga, I'm interactin'
I wrap the f*ckin' pack
In f*ckin' plastic
Bro I can't f*ckin' lack
Why the f*ck you think I'm lackin'?
[Bridge: kj2ugly]
Bro, don't make this sh*t, it get tragic (Listen)
I smoke this Auntie Elbow and I pass it
f*ck a league, and f*ck a bracket
My b*tch ass so fat, I get to pattin'
[Verse 2: thr33]
My− My b*tch ass so fat, I get to− damn (Listen)
My b*tch ass so fat, I get to slappin'
You ain't rob me, n*gga, why the f*ck you cappin'? (Why you cap?)
That b*tch for the team, we just get to passin' (We just pass it)
That b*tch for the team, we just get to f*ckin' (Listen)
Baby, I ain't have no feelings, it was nothing
I ain't have not feelings for that b*tch (I ain't have it)
I'm with KJ, n*gga, we like Lilo Stitch
You ain't gang, n*gga, 'cause you f*ckin' switched (That's them
Yall wanna get shot at? Stop throwin' up my sh*t, pus*y) (Listen)
We gon beat his ass, leave him in a ditch
We gon' shoot him up, leave him in a puddle (Damn)
Nig-n*gga don't you do it, n*gga, don't you reach
n*gga, if you reach, then I got to teach (Listen)
Baby pus*y wet like a f*ckin' beach (Wetter than a beach)
Baby suck me up like a leech (Suck me soft)
In that court, he gon' talk, he gon' preach
[Verse 3: luracks]
In that courtroom he gon' preach
In that courtroom he gon' speak (Look at me, n*gga! Bummy as hell) (Listen)
Off the thirties, I'm a tweak
My old white b*tch is a freak
I'm in Philly more than Meek
Just like Pierre Bourne, n*gga, make them leak
Iran plug look like Iron Sheik
Famous Dax when I'm finna geek
Why my Za make the whole room reek?
I love slimin', boy, I'm on a streak (Listen)
With yo' b*tch and I'm rubbin' cheeks
I got poles even when I sleep
.45 clip longer than a beat
Kick yo' door, n*gga, we don't sneak
My old plug got a widow's peak
I'm dripped out when I hang with Neak, n*gga
[Outro: Jace!, Navi, Cam'ron]
So, who said I was lookin' for a handout, n*gga? (Listen)
f*ck is you talkin' 'bout?
I laid the murder game down letting n*ggas know we not f*ckin' around, man