Kickin In Lyrics

I got them members with me & they hopping out them trucks

I got these bitches with me they 'gon fuck about a buck

I got sum killers with me they 'gon (bow, bow, bow)

Bounce out fooling with that fuckin' blick

Pretty bitches drooling they see the sickest

Headshots what I'm pursuing, we all hits no misses

He got no aim when he shooting, he just pray he hit shit

Footprints in the sand, Gwuap will not leave no mark

Cus these 7.62 bullets in this choppa sharp as darts

Cuh this marijuana in my pants be stanker than yo fart

I got vultures on yo head, be on 10 when you out at dark

I feel it kickin' in

I feel it kickin' in

I feel it kickin' in

Ouu that bitch kickin' in

I feel it kickin' in

I feel it kickin' in

I feel it kickin' in

Ouu that bitch kickin' in

'Bout them G'z ion grin

Kill yo friend bout my kin

Girbaud jeans with some timbs

My chop thin, Chet Holmgren

In that Benz tires spinnin'

Snapback brim fitted

Polo bitch, custom fitted

C'mon bitch, ya know I'm with it

Get off my dick like you wan feel it

Zip it, this song for the trenches

Bra don't rush that you 'gon get it

I'm that bad mane from my village

Huh

Put some respect on my pimpin'

I act out got a bad image

Can't say that pussy shit in me

Huh

I ain't been leaning, don't pour me no line

See the true meaning, I ain't fucking blind

High as shit peeking thru the fucking blinds

All beef no vegan, could never be mines

Been soul seeking, but they hard to find

I got black heat by my feet now

That S-I-G wanna speak now

You talkin' sweet, he 'gon eat ya

I feel it kickin' in

I feel it kickin' in

I feel it kickin' in

Ouu that bitch kickin' in

I feel it kickin' in

I feel it kickin' in

I feel it kickin' in

Ouu that bitch kickin' in

Ouu that liquor fuckin' kickin' in

'Bout 4 different cuttas, different gens

I'm a insane motherfucka, Jeremy Lin

I'ma hit brain for my brother, spin again & again & again

Taking bitches down with my twin

Got 100 rounds coming for ya men

Walk down, spray ya down then we jump the fence

Lil boy this shit get wild 'bout dead presidents