phonk killazz - Kick That Shit

Kick-kick that shit, fuck 'em up y'all.
Kick-kick that shit, fuck 'em up y'all.
Kick that shit, fuck 'em up y'all.
Kick that, kick that, kick that, kick that.
Kick-kick that shit, fuck 'em up.
Kick that, kick that, kick that, kick that.
Kick that shit, fuck 'em up y'all.
Kick-kick that shit, fuck 'em up y'all.
Uh. Kick that shit, fuck 'em up y'all.
Kick that shit, uh. Kick-kick that shit, fuck 'em up y'all.
Fine, fine.
I-I been way back, creeping by the hour with the white chalk.
Ripping out the dark, I'm a stranger, nigga, bark.
Blaze out my ends, catch hands I can't understand.
Make a nigga look, leave his body buried under sand.
Psychopathic lunatic, creeping with that thing.
When my mind think, I start to trip and blast on niggas, man.
So go ahead, nigga, try to buck, nigga, test my neck.
Try to run up on me, get served just like pizza, bitch.
Oh my God, robbing my daily job.
When I start to mob, catch a hoe walking outside, just throw that trigger, bitch, it rock.
Hit the block, kill that funky, chop it off, break the shelf.
Bitch, don't try to scream or try to yell 'cause can't nobody help.
Up the scene with a grin, hit the fence, step back, hoe.
You can run and tell the folks who done it, I don't give a fuck.
Pick 'em up and dump 'em, I gotta smash up my chain.
Body parts get red, right, creeping out that Memphis mane.
Kick that shit, fuck 'em up y'all.
Kick-kick that shit, fuck 'em up y'all.
Kick that shit, fuck 'em up y'all.
Kick-kick that shit, fuck 'em
up y'all.