Kickflip lyrics

by

MadeinTYO


[Intro]
(Ha-ha-ha, when I talk)
They love it when I talk sh*t
Styn
I'm a real drunk, so I'ma talk my sh*t

[Chorus]
They love it when I talk sh*t (Alright)
I can hit 'em with the rap or the rock sh*t (Alright)
Catch me on my skateboard with my Glock, stick (With my)
I can catch a f*ck n*gga and a kickflip (Hey, pew, pew, pew)
I feel like Pharrell on my BAPE sh*t (Gone)
n*ggas sad, in they feelings on they hate sh*t (Hey, hey)
I'm just sad, in my feelings on my hurt sh*t
But f*ck the pain, I'ma kill it with the Perc' sh*t (Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1]
Boy, I know your pockets hurtin'
Off the drugs I'ma whole different person
I called my ex on the phone, is it worth it? (Hey)
I'll be rich and she'll be hurting
So it's worth it, it's worth it
I remember my momma thought I was a burden (Sorry momma)
Mom, I'm sorry for the troubles here's a Birkin
All of the stress I put you through, yeah, you deserve it
I remember when you was in the hospital
You was the only one that was hurtin'
Now I'm up in LA, doing drugs, drunk driving, swerving
Put my seat belt on, every now and then
'Cause I know you be nervous
I need me a Goyard bag and I'ma buy you a matching Birkin
I promised you when I get money
I'm turning into a whole different person
[Chorus]
They love it when I talk sh*t (Alright)
I can hit 'em with the rap or the rock sh*t (Alright)
Catch me on my skateboard with my Glock, stick (With my)
I can catch a f*ck n*gga and a kickflip (Hey, pew, pew, pew)
I feel like Pharrell on my BAPE sh*t (Gone)
n*ggas sad, in they feelings on they hate sh*t (Hey, hey)
I'm just sad, in my feelings on my hurt sh*t
But f*ck the pain, I'ma kill it with the Perc' sh*t (Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2]
They never hurt me like this before
Every day I love a different ho
Every day I leave a different ho
They wonder why I'm so alone
Got a lower Xanny dose
Hopefully, I won't overdose
I never f*ck with a main girl
'Cause these b*tches do the most
She never seen me this high before
I'm off a Perc' I need several more
Rock star, raw dog
Jump in the pus*y, feel like I'm Geronimo
Triple nine on my tattoos
I don't talk sh*t, my racks do
Only for me, that's cool
I throw you to my Chiraq goons
It could be simple, It could all be so simple
Pay me what you owe or catch my extendo
If she don't get a minimum, she can get tossed like a demo
I'm in hell tryna dance with the devil
[Chorus]
They love it when I talk sh*t (Alright)
I can hit 'em with the rap or the rock sh*t (Alright)
Catch me on my skateboard with my Glock, stick (With my)
I can catch a f*ck n*gga and a kickflip (Hey, pew, pew, pew)
I feel like Pharrell on my BAPE sh*t (Gone)
n*ggas sad, in they feelings on they hate sh*t (Hey, hey)
I'm just sad, in my feelings on my hurt sh*t
But f*ck the pain, I'ma kill it with the Perc' sh*t (Hey, ayy, ayy, ayy)
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