Kickin lyrics

[Hook: ilyzayko]
Racks, Racks kickin' b*tch
I'm a shoot your sh*t
Yeah, and my choppa bad
Know my choppa hit
Yeah, and I'm getting racks
Bi-b*tch I count my sh*t
Yeah, Subi on my ass
b*tch, I let the choppa spit
Yeah, and I'm selling dope
Bi-b*tch I'm moving bricks
Yeah, and I'm sniffing coke
ARP up on my hip
Yeah, and she sniffing blow
Kn-Know that b*tch she way to lit
Tote a Glock I got a scope
45 up on my blick

[Verse: ilyzayko]
Ride up in that ghost
b*tch I'm way too fast
Bi-b*tch I'm counting up my dough
Yeah, and I made that cash
I can't trust a hoe
Yea-Yeah and that b*tch got ass
Andmy 40 tote
What, with that beam I blast
And I'm laying low
Bi-b*tch in black, I wear a mask
And these Glocks I tote
And I leave your b*tch right past
And she selling coke
Yea-Yeah and I'm selling stash
Pop up to the show
Put that b*tch right on the cast
[Hook: ilyzayko]
Racks, Racks kickin' b*tch
I'm a shoot your sh*t
Yeah, and my choppa bad
Know my choppa hit
Yeah, and I'm getting racks
Bi-b*tch I count my sh*t
Yeah, Subi on my ass
b*tch, I let the choppa spit
Yeah, and I'm selling dope
Bi-b*tch I'm moving bricks
Yeah, and I'm sniffing coke
ARP up on my hip
Yeah, and she sniffing blow
Kn-Know that b*tch she way to lit
Tote a Glock I got a scope
45 up on my blick

[Verse: ohsxnta]
Bee, Bee
I'm geeked as sh*t
(Huh, Oh Woah)
Yeah, [?] to your f*cking blick
I can get you lit
At your b*tch [?] (Yeah, Yeah)
On that rockstar sh*t
And my b*tch, she just slit her wrist
My b*tch pus*y wet like fish
Drako hit like cannabis
He want smoke like cannabis
Sipping drank, I need pints of it
Sip drank, I need pints of red
Talking all that sh*t you finished
Bi-b*tch I need f*cking red
[?] Like fred
Cop new [?]
I don't give a sh*t
I don't give a f*ck
Shoot you in your sh*t
Stay up in your lane
I got hella bank
I need n*gga [?]
I can get that bank
I can get them traced
Please don't call me bae
Huh, think you finna f*ck?
n*gga, [?]
[?]
Now I can go to bank
Yeah, I got hella paint
f*ck that b*tch, [?]
[Hook: ilyzayko]
Racks, Racks kickin' b*tch
I'm a shoot your sh*t
Yeah, and my choppa bad
Know my choppa hit
Yeah, and I'm getting racks
Bi-b*tch I count my sh*t
Yeah, Subi on my ass
b*tch, I let the choppa spit
Yeah, and I'm selling dope
Bi-b*tch I'm moving bricks
Yeah, and I'm sniffing coke
ARP up on my hip
Yeah, and she sniffing blow
Kn-Know that b*tch she way to lit
Tote a Glock I got a scope
45 up on my blick