Kickback lyrics

[Intro]
Say he want some smoke, uh-uh, he don't want that, n*gga
Say he want some smoke, uh-uh, he don't want that, n*gga
Say he want some smoke, uh-uh, he don't want that, n*gga, ayy
Money on his head, uh-huh, yeah, I want that, n*gga, ayy
n*gga, you a b*tch, you ain't really with that, ayy
Carbon with a hundred, this b*tch got kickback
Take a rapper sh*t, b*tch, come get ya sh*t back

[Chorus]
Late-night creepin', I was thuggin' with the killas, ayy
Bape hoodie drippin', T'd up like some gorillas, ayy
Pulled up in the Benz, ridin' with a .30 pistol, ayy
I'ma up this glizzy, blow this b*tch just like a whistle, ayy
Face-shot a n*gga, turned his name into a hood, ayy
Catch that n*gga lackin' with his b*tch, like, what's good? Ayy
Smoked that n*gga partner, dead troops in my 'Wood, ayy
I'm feelin' like Young Scooter, b*tch, all I know is jugg, ayy

[Verse]
He say he want some smoke, uh-uh, he don't want that, n*gga, ayy
Money on his head, uh-huh, yeah, I want that, n*gga, ayy
n*gga, you a b*tch, you ain't really with that, ayy
Carbon with a hundred, this b*tch got kickback
Take a rapper sh*t, b*tch, come get ya sh*t back
Have my n*ggas slide on you and knock ya sh*t back
You can't hide from me, .223's go through bricks, ayy
Smokin' on gelato, Raf Simons designer kicks, ayy
Still finessin' n*ggas out they sh*t, pulling tricks, ayy
In L.A. off the sh*ts and my n*ggas got the blicks, ayy
Pull up on a lame n*gga and I shoot him like, who next? Ayy
Hit his ass up, yeah, we pulled up with sticks, ayy
You a lame n*gga, I can't smoke no gas with ya
SRT Charger, b*tch, I'm a lane switcher, ayy
I'm still in the hood sippin' out the Kool-Aid pitcher, ayy
I be with the OG's just like Derek Fisher, ayy
[Chorus]
Late-night creepin', I was thuggin' with the killas, ayy
Bape hoodie drippin', T'd up like some gorillas, ayy
Pulled up in the Benz, ridin' with a .30 pistol, ayy
I'ma up this glizzy, blow this b*tch just like a whistle, ayy
Face-shot a n*gga, turned his name into a hood, ayy
Catch that n*gga lackin' with his b*tch, like, what's good? Ayy
Smoked that n*gga partner, dead troops in my 'Wood, ayy
I'm feelin' like Young Scooter, b*tch, all I know is jugg, ayy