KiKi! Lyrics

?ronsocold Lyrics



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Yeah, I'm chasin' that bag, I'm like "Okay"
I'm makin' the racks, I make that sh*t rotate
I want a Frito-Lay, yeah
And I told my gang that I'ma stay the same
And I got your ho, uh, I turn her to a bae
I turn her to a thot, turn that b*t*h to a kiki
I'm f**kin' your b*t*h, she get freaky, uh
I f**ked your lil' b*t*h, say she need me
Look at my gla**es, I'm geeky
She bent it over, she said "Seed me," uh
She lay on her back, like "Eat me," nah
I know that, that b*t*h get treeshy, yeah


These n***as wan' be me
I'm blind to that sh*t , I'm feelin' just like Stevie
One for all my slimes, I ride with that five
N***a try me and he die , put a n***a in the sky
She know I get fly, I don't need no stylist
On these drugs, I feel like a pilot
And your b*t*h gon' f**k with me, she say that you childish
I don't even write no songs, I get paid from freestylin'
Way too many hoes, I don't know who to choose
B*t*h, you not dawg, it's in some shoes
I stay with baby bottles, like I'm
Know I'm lean, she can tell by how I move
And she know I'm havin' racks


Yeah, I'm chasin' that bag, I'm like "Okay"
I'm makin' the racks, I make that sh*t rotate
I want a Frito-Lay, yeah
And I told my gang that I'ma stay the same
And I got your ho, uh, I turn her to a bae
I turn her to a thot, turn that b*t*h to a kiki
I'm f**kin' your b*t*h, she get freaky, uh
I f**ked your lil' b*t*h, say she need me
Look at my gla**es, I'm geeky
She bent it over, she said "Seed me," uh
She lay on her back, like "Eat me," nah
I know that, that b*t*h get treeshy, yeah

Who that is? Who that is? Nah
She just hit my phone and she think I am Tecca
S and D, babygirl, I am Tecca
I can't think of one memory that I regret ya'
F**k a lil' b*t*h called Rebecca, f**k
F**kin' a b*t*h, give me head, yeah
That b*t*h, that b*t*h, she a thot on the bed, yeah
She a nine-nine overall in bed
Ahead of these n***as like I'm playin' chess
You n***as wear chokers, got gold on my chest
Your b*t*h on my d**k while layin' on my chest
Get out my inbox, lil' boy, you a mess
I don't want drama, drama
I ain't with that drama, it's a problem, problem
F**kin' lil' b*t*h on my body, she a problem, problem
Calculator, lil' b*t*h, yeah, I got 'em, got 'em
N***a we don't have no problem, problem
Pu**y-a** n***a on my body, he want some drama, drama
F**kin' lil' b*t*h on my body, I don't got nothin', nothin'
For you, for you, get off me, outta here
Oh yeah, oh yeah, nah





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