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letra de kick it - rekky

[verse 1: rekky]
ayo i used to push a clutch, now my left leg’s lazy
tick all the boxes, my spec game’s crazy
used to pay for whips, now my whip game pays me
straight drop got the kitties moving brazy
it ain’t funny when i pull up in a culli
baccarat roof’s got me smelling like money
stars in my roof and i got a suttin on me
star of the show, they can’t try stunting on me
smoking round the ends in a blacked out x5
hitting them bends, no wobble, it’s a x-drive
bro’s telling me “calm down k!lly, take time”
blow chase, go and switch up to a next ride
summertime, silvers and raptors
grew up round f-ckery, gunmen and gangsters
sawn off shottiеs and nine mil handguns
slap ’em out the dingеrs, smoke for the cameras

[chorus: rekky]
ayo i kick it in a hypo, kick it in a rollers
kick it in illegals, kick it in a stolen
five foot three but her back’s looking swollen
twenty-four carat got her wrist looking golden
kick it in a hypo, kick it in a rollers
kick it in illegals, kick it in a stolen
five foot three but her back’s looking swollen
twenty-four carat got her wrist looking golden
[verse 2: pee man]
look i’m cutting through the ends with a burner in the benz
the dotty’s got a whistle, show me a better skeng
i ain’t gonna stop till i’m making them m’s
and if i ever go to jail then i’m going for a m
she told me “step into the dance” but she knows i don’t boogie
i ain’t come here for a laugh, i’ve come here to make money
you see my boy with the hoodie, he’s a mad man like sully
so watch how you step, don’t be acting all funny
i got a family to feed so i’m all about lizzy
eight bills for the dots, twenty-six for the brizzy
if there’s a farm on the block, guess i’m taking that crizzy
she getting rich with a boss cause she really f-ck with me
yeah she really f-ck with me cause she knows i’m a boss
bro wants a box so i’m loading him up
i told bro “we gotta ride”, now he’s loading it up
we got six in the spinner, now your road’s closed off

[chorus: rekky]
kick it in a hypo, kick it in a rollers
kick it in illegals, kick it in a stolen
five foot three but her back’s looking swollen
twenty-four carat got her wrist looking golden
kick it in a hypo, kick it in a rollers
kick it in illegals, kick it in a stolen
five foot three but her back’s looking swollen
twenty-four carat got her wrist looking golden
[verse 3: rm]
it’s big rm, yeah you know who i am
any chick that i’m with gotta have a big back
won’t see me in a car if it ain’t digi dash
spent forty-two quid on my whip, no cap
can’t chill around me if you don’t get it in
pulled up on your chick, buss down on my wrist
if i ask for the snap, guarantee she gives it
my new quad bike’s worth twenty quid
i was buying guns, you was buying bracelets
you ever seen two glocks with the red lasers?
if i get bagged, i’ll be on the newspapers
free my g’s locked up, real duppy makers
violate me, mum’s life, see the four blow
ves got plates in the front like warzone
no eco, i only drive in sports mode
f-ck haters, i’m just tryna make more dough

- rekky

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