Kick Rocks Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Kick Rocks
Money so big, I can spread it on a bitch
Or store it in a pig like my name is fort knox
Pull out the switch, make a nigga do the sprint
Like he tryna catch the skin, call that nigga Chris Johnson
Money on ya head, honeys in the bed
Come on bitch, gotta get the check
There ain't ever time, no stopping
Wait, hitting niggas like sleet
Past yo time, nigga please go to sleep
Been moving so fast that you really can't see
Me or the fucking bat coming straight for your knees
(Bout to hit you like STEEZ)
When the cops come, we start hitting the gas , nigga we running diesel
Flip up the flow, you know how it goes by now
Rip off you clothes, yo bitch, be smashing all around
Light up the blow, fuck it hoe, kick her out the door
Pack up the show, nigga, we know, she a no-go
Put that on the team, so move yo shit, 'cause we balling
Built from the ground, know im still lasting
Nigga's necks turn green, not just because they mean
But because they flexing money, thinking shit clean
(While they aint making shit)
Fuck it, I had to come clean
(Mane)
Better get to crashing Cuz we pop shit, we could really get to thrashing
'Bout to be a star too fast, wait, hold up
Fuck it man, now I know why they call it fasting
Stop laughing or you gonna get the blasting
Run yo jewels, nigga, that's my new fashion
On yo bitch screaming, loving this clapping
Shaking that ass, them cheeks get to flapping
Touch my shit, your life is gonna be flashing
Stop that crying, bitch
And get back up nigga
We not finished
Double-edged sword
On yo neck, get banished
Slit throat from a goat
Nigga get a bandage
Kick Rocks
Money so big, I can spread it on a bitch
Or store it in a pig like my name is fort knox
Pull out the switch, make a nigga do the sprint
Like he tryna catch the skin, call that nigga Chris Johnson
Money on ya head, honeys in the bed
Come on bitch, gotta get the check
There ain't ever time, no stopping