Reece Lett - KICK IT AGAIN (Sanji Open Verse Contest) (feat. Drip$tick & IAMCHRISCRAIG)
Heard she wants someone who's saucyI don the description
I been with the shits
I ain't one for the talking or dissing
We dropping consistent
You could get popped while I'm poppin my collar
I'm calling it business
You calling it quits
I move like the mafia
Sharp as it get
Shark in the water
We chomp and he blitzed
This motto is Drip
Been rocking the fit
Pitch dark on my sith shit
Swinging the beam
I been sky walking
My profit stacking you could die watching
Guy Fieri Blonde, dining, driving by em
Get the barrel popping like I'm Guy Fawkes'ing
Lil light jog, yall marathoning
Mera Mera No Mi know the flare I conjure
Connoisseur of cooking
Couldn't care for conning
Caught em up from underground
Could bury all em like
You kicking the can, who's next
Might sauce my walk my step okay
I stomp big stomp these pests
I do I want still flexing
That boy wanna talk and get dropped down
Sorry lil homie, you lost this round okay
New sauce I flaunt this crown
All black fit when I'm walking around
Yeah All black fit and I'm read Kick it
Imma need her and her friend
Roll one up, yeah I'm feeling lifted
I'm finna hit it again
Can't handle my heat
Then stay outta my kitchen
She want me, I say when
I want her and her friend
She wanna kick it again
Yeah All black fit and I'm ready Kick it
Imma need her and her friend
Roll one up, yeah I'm feeling lifted
I'm finna hit it again
Can't handle my heat
Then stay outta my kitchen
She want me, I say when
I want her and her friend
She wanna kick it again
I be like, Yeah, Yeah. Hop in the Lab I cook
Sauce on em Heartily, Bad like the Cardi B
Cold to the bone like Brook
Shorty bout the cake like Big Mom and she got cake, turn around, I look
You don't wanna see me pissed off so I kick fire like Liu KANG Foot
I been the life of the party man, who let you in it
Cooking everybody, people tell me put the shoe in it
Spin the block like rotisserie, can't nobody get to me
The battle will be over in a few minutes
Get judged by son if you don't watch your mouth
Promise you will be acquainted with a new menace
And I'm never gonna stop till I cop all blues
Everybody really see me as a meal ticket
Walking better than the chef? Then, you fr trippin
Walk around, black shades, like deal with it
When you see me light the cig, you fr finished
Anything that we want know we will get it
Know there been smoke with a vinsmoke
All of you people are big joke
When I roll with the straw hats, we kick door
Ain't nobody be messing with Chris, Ho
Yeah All black fit and I'm ready Kick it
Imma need her and her friend
Roll one up, yeah I'm feeling lifted
I'm finna hit it again
Can't handle my heat
Then stay outta my kitchen
She want me, I say when
I want her and her friend
She wanna kick it again
Yeah All black fit and I'm ready Kick it
Imma need her and her friend
Roll one up, yeah I'm feeling lifted
I'm finna hit it again
Can't handle my heat
Then stay outta my kitchen
She want me, I say when
I want her and her friend
She wanna kick it again
Written by:
Reece Lett
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