Circle K lyrics

[Intro]
(I love you, KXVI)
BigWalkDog
Uh, uh (Aw, man, it's the Kronic, don't even worry about it)

[Chorus]
I ain't foldin'
Like the Benz, blew out her back, she bend over
Told the b*tch, "Beat daddy back," and she know it
Hope a n*gga pull out them racks and just show it
Send a n*gga up like a kite, leave him blowin' (Brrt)
I'm the one that was steppin' in this b*tch makin' noise
I'm the young n*gga hot, make a motherf*cker boil (Hot)
You can fold in the road, n*gga, stay up on the porch
He can do what he want, but this sh*t don't work (Hey)
Big booty b*tch, told the b*tch, "Make it twerk" (Hey)
Stand up in the pus*y, I'm a vet', make hеr squirt
VVS stones in my mouth, all work (Bling)
They didn't know I had did it 'til I did it at first
I ain't nevеr had sh*t, watch me get it out the dirt
Ice in the Cuban link, diamond blue like Smurf
Hit his ass with the fire, he gettin' moved by a hearse (DJ Kronic Beats)
You act a fool for our clout, you get the news in a shirt

[Verse 1]
Ice too precise, all night, clockwork (Ice, ice)
'Fore a n*gga get my chain, he gon' have to die first
I'ma stand up in the chest, it's all love like Durk
Fell in love with the colors, all green like turf
When I came out the womb, I was goated at first
With that Off-White shirt, pants made by Purple
Act a fool up in Saks, with the racks, sh*t personal (Racks)
I ain't worried 'bout sh*t, with the stick, I'ma murk 'em (Boom)
He was comin' through the hood, shoot the stick through the curtain
Prayed for a come-up, got stuck with a burden (Goddamn)
Ran off on the plug with a pound, I was splurgin'
Got this sh*t up out the mud like a bug, now I'm dirty
Pocket watchin'-ass n*gga, tryna keep it, now they hurtin'
Bought a bag with a bag, might buy a b*tch a Birkin
I'm a player, make her mad, she can change, I ain't servin'
Everybody wanna eat, but everybody ain't workin' (Nope)
Everybody wanna beef, but everybody can't murder (Nope)
I'ma f*ck the game up every time 'cause it's fertile
Slow feet don't eat, compared to me, you a turtle
And I'm still drippin' sauce like a goddamn burger (Big burger)
"They ain't f*ckin' with you, Walk", yeah, I know, but they ain't heard me
She'll suck a n*gga dry, damn, the lil' ho thirsty (Goddamn)
b*tch be blowin' up the phone, damn, the lil' ho worsen
Yeah, I'll be a boss before a worker
I'll take another loss 'fore I give free verses
Yeah, we can tap in with the money in person
I can do it with the rappers, keep it street, keep it dirty
VPN with the plug, know I'm still networkin'
Big icy ass chain, got a n*gga neck hurtin'
If a n*gga get to reachin', put his ass on a gurney
I'm a shiesty-ass n*gga, get a 'bow for twenty-five
Turn it right back around and sell that b*tch for a thirty (Brrt)
[Chorus]
I ain't foldin'
Like the Benz, blew out her back, she bend over
Told the b*tch, "Beat daddy back," and she know it
Hope a n*gga pull out them racks and just show it
Send a n*gga up like a kite, leave him blowin'
I'm the one that was steppin' in this b*tch makin' noise (Yep)
I'm the young n*gga hot, make a motherf*cker boil (Yep)
You can fold in the road, n*gga, stay up on the porch
He can do what he want, but this sh*t don't work
Big booty b*tch, told the b*tch, "Make it twerk" (Hey)
Stand up in the pus*y, I'm a vet', make her squirt (Hey)
VVS stones in my mouth, all work
They didn't know I had did it 'til I did it at first
I ain't never had sh*t, watch me get it out the dirt
Ice in the Cuban link, diamond blue like Smurf
Hit his ass with the fire, he gettin' moved by a hearse (DJ Kronic Beats)
You act a fool for our clout, you get the news in a shirt

[Verse 2]
You act a fool for our clout, you gettin' moved by a hearse
Put your face on a tee, see you soon on a shirt (See you soon)
I been rappin' like this, needed room just to work
I ain't never ran from a n*gga walkin' on this Earth (On God)
Went to the same store, n*gga tried it at first
Second time in the A, shot a movie right there
In with all my ice on, f*ck n*gga, I don't care (Bling)
'Cause these choppa gon' sing if you dare touch a hair (Ask Scooter)
Yeah, better off f*ckin' with a bear
All these guns got a drum, b*tch sound like a snare
Out of sight, out of mind, we gon' get you out of there
And these shootin' cars racin', eleven hundred dollar pair (Big pair)
n*gga, I don't give a f*ck, I'ma send you in the air
Gave you n*ggas plenty time, I was tryna be fair (I was)
Tryna watch what I do, I'ma make you lose your hair
I'm the one makin' moves, breakin' rules everywhere (Uh)
Uh, plug pick a route up on the map
Tell him, "Meet me on feet, bring your heat to the trap"
When I'm ridin' through the city, keep a heat on my lap
Never know who hatin', tryna get you out of there (Goddamn)
Got the devil on my back, Palm Angel what I wear
Every time I say, "Cheese," diamonds bling with a glare (Bling)
I ain't tryna be normal, b*tch, I'm already rare
Say I'm headed to the top, b*tch, I'm already there
Bubble coat different, 'cause this b*tch Moncler
I'ma eat up at the table, better pull up a chair
'Til everybody get full, can't none of us share
You don't f*ck with the gang? Don't none of us care (Don't none of us care)
If you go against the grain, can't none of us spare
Rob who? Take what? pus*y n*gga, I dare you
A f*ck n*gga go get his head stomped, I thought a pus*y ho, broke n*gga said somethin', hey
[Outro]
Hey
BigWalkDog
Hey
Gang sh*t, no lame sh*t, watch who you hang with, sh*t still get dangerous
BigWalkDog
Brrt
Yeah, hey
Hey, hey
(DJ Kronic Beats now)
I ain't foldin'
Like the Benz, blew out her back, she bend over