James Belac - Kick Shit (feat. 88 Bigzby)

Can I kick it
Yes you can
Can I kick it
Yes you can
Can I kick it
Yes you can
Can I kick it
Yes you can
Can I kick it
Yes you can
Can I kick it
Yes you can
Well I'm gone then
Go on then
Can I

Spy Kids
Juni and the bitch
Cold flow wrap the food up in the fridge
I'm cooling in the crib
New phone who the Dooby Doo is this
Only dog that I been moving been a lick
Cuz dogs like to lick
Getting dogged like a bitch
If sex was a log leapfrog on the bitch
Another frog on the dick
She stay up on my sweater like piff
Nuttin in her so she better like kids

Put the beat inside a Backwood
Overdose and hope the smoke don't poke the nose of Massa
Call the bros if go for broke is actually a pattern
While these older ho's in Micheal Kors keep chasing after Saturn
Tryna get a ring
All these birds wanna sing
But if they call can only be for one ting
Wax on
Hot shit
I kick can make a rocket blast off
Big stick
Can chase a lick just like a mad dog

Cursive
Twisting up my words like I'm nervous
The nerve of niggas that get murdered
I heard
You ain't that fly cuz all that flexing's for the birds
Nigga ain't that guy
That gangster used to be a nerd
Back in middle school
He ain't sitting cool
Only bitch he really fool
Be cooking me hispanic food
El Niño
And a white bitch cappuccino
Head to Starbucks to meet her people

I said we back at it
Like A crack addict in this bitch
Had the track acting like a asthmatic in this bitch
Two pumps for the chumps who be trashin' my shit
Who lack facts but ask for a match in this bitch
Why
We litter than lit
The born sinner can spit
A different generation conversation gripping ya lips
I kinda hate it the inaugurations definitely rigged
But I ain't tripping bacon stripping when we killing these pigs

Fuck Donald Trump he can kiss my ass and
Build a wall around the president to keep his ass in
Backed in
I'm the White House Captain
The nigga that the white crowd tried to act Black with
This shits just practice
Day before the game
I ain't playing rode the bench the whole game
Clinically insane
Meaning something really fucking with the brain
Bad top I ain't fucking with the brain

Look up to the stars
You might see Venus might see Mars
You might see demons might see God
Pray for convenience what you saw
Was just so Eddie Murphy Raw
You drop ya jaw and lock your car
Put the windows to the ground
Cuz we only fearing God
Method in message found the blessings through my stressing
Devil wearing Prada lot of ass inside her dress and
I'm about to start confessing
Sinners past I'm recollecting
Need a reverend and repentance or a righteous intervention
Plea for your acceptance
I don't need to fiend for pledges
Life had tried to give me lemons
I just bite and sip the nectar
Umi said you owe me now I'm Loki with the scepter
The police couldn't hold me now molding with your perception
And if Odin try to fold me I'm an orphan with a temper
A diamond under pressure raised in hell just like Jenemba
Ain't no zulu voodoo just the light inside my center
No weapon formed against it will perform like you expect it
That's exactly how you're living when you're Young and Black and gifted
And pimpin'
Since been pimpin'
Since been pimpin'
Since been pimpin'
Hova should've told ya that I'm coming with a vengeance
That dirt up on my shoulder came from working in them trenches
So cliche what can I say
Cuz if I said it then I meant it
And this is rigamortus Lord the king is resurrected
This is rigamortus Lord the king has resurrected

Written by:
Caleb Hill, James Massenburg

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