Kiccin Shit

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Rich homie, Quando ****

That right two, no that right three

I'ma fuck 'em up with this one

I'm kickin' shit in Givenchy

These ain't no Foamposites

I know these ****, they envy

But they ain't nobody

My whole team fly like a private jet

Ain't no co-pilot

Say he don't know 'bout lil' Quando

Go ask your ho 'bout me

Feds askin' me 'bout a shootin'

But I don't know 'bout it

I bout a house in Atlanta

But still be in them projects

I poured a deuce in the Fanta

Lean out the water faucet

I wrap my Glock 'round my bandana

I ain't with all that talkin'

I got some charges that's pendin'

Assaults that's aggravated

First **** blew in my city

So they supposed to hate me

I done made over a hundred grand

I ain't graduated

I done did time in the can

Came home, went back to the basics

You can't hang around me 'cause you capped up

You don't like me and I don't like you

This young **** with me, strapped up

If you move wrong, he might shoot

Rich homie Quando, that's right two

Drippin' sauce on 'em like Ragu

Say you gettin' money, I got a bag too

That's right two, ****

Too official with that pistol, I'm gon' shoot that

Have some young **** on your head just like a do-rag

And I'm so crip, I take a shower with a blue rag

And I can't walk up out my house without my blue flag

He ain't really who he claim to be, he lame to me

**** really a game to me, like Atari

This young **** who came with me, he geeked up off that molly

I'm in Magic City with the racks out

If I threw a party, it's a packed out

Hit her from the back, pull her tracks out

Young, rich **** in the crack house

I was locked up but I'm back out

And I'm on these ****' neck

I should get sponsored by Nike

'Cause I'm all about a check

They know I'm up next

I figure that why they hated on me

This for all the bitches who traded on me

This for my mama, she waited on me

That brand new Rollie, I'm waitin' on it

These diamonds 'round my neck

I swear I put that paper on it

This big Glock forty, I can't wait to put a laser on it

I might just go and  buy a condo in Decatur, homie

I'm kickin' shit in Givenchy

These ain't no Foamposites

I know these ****, they envy

But they ain't nobody

My whole team fly like a private jet

Ain't no co-pilot

Say he don't know 'bout lil' Quando

Go ask your ho 'bout me

Feds askin' me 'bout a shootin'

But I don't know 'bout it

I bout a house in Atlanta

But still be in them projects

I poured a deuce in the Fanta

Lean out the water faucet

I wrap my Glock 'round my bandana

I ain't with all that talkin'

I got some charges that's pendin'

Assaults that's aggravated

First **** blew in my city

So they supposed to hate me

I done made over a hundred grand

I ain't graduated

I done did time in the can

Came home, went back to the basics