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letra de kite luv - sickboyrari

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[intro: sickboyrari]
[?] feel like i’m missy
sound like dope then for ricky
[?] 50
this ain’t no green, boy, this red
put that fire up to his head
try to get [?]
free my bro from out the feds
slidin’ [?], know how i kick it
i’m on go-

[hook: sickboyrari]
and my heart gleedin’ like a four
i’ma send glimes, movin’ like a lizard
stay with that stick, yeah, like a wizard
stay with that stick, yeah, magician
gold in my jaw, shinin’ like i’m gleemin’
gold in my jaw, shinin’ like i’m p-ssin’
[?] feel like i’m missy
sound like dope then for ricky
[?] 50
this ain’t no green, boy, this red
put that fire up to his head
try to get [?]
free my bro from out the feds
slidin’ [?], know how i kick it
[verse 1: sickboyrari]
i’m on go, i’m on a mission
[?] pay ’em no attention
shawty bad, clappin’ it [?]
[?] sittin’ in racks on my bracelets
porsche truck come through sittin’ on inches
not fascinated, pay no attention
50 hangin’ like extension
if you n-ggas hit my line
spread my wings out and fly
tattooed scars dry our eyes
tattooed scars, i might cry
why couldn’t i send a kite to heaven?
why couldn’t i send a bird to the pen?
like kickstand, know we on lean
red dot, yeah, infrared beam
g-l-a-t, glimin’ with my team

[hook: sickboyrari]
and my heart gleedin’ like a four
i’ma send glimes, movin’ like a lizard
stay with that stick, yeah, like a wizard
stay with that stick, yeah, magician
gold in my jaw, shinin’ like i’m gleemin’
gold in my jaw, shinin’ like i’m p-ssin’
[?] feel like i’m missy
sound like dope then for ricky
[?] 50
this ain’t no green, boy, this red
put that fire up to his head
try to get [?]
free my bro from out the feds
slidin’ [?], know how i kick it
[verse: 448rasta]
r.i.p. doozy, this sh-t is forever
real bad [?], we trappin’ forever
i don’t punch in, that sh-t sound clever
copped eight bands, i could’ve bought a bezel
you can’t get a song, you ain’t on my level
pop a lil [?]
i’m winning this sh-t, i don’t want no medals
cut to the spot, i ain’t got no specials
i put my b-tch in rick
i shoot the choppa, you talkin’ real sl!ck
i’m doing the most, why would i quit?
i ain’t gon’ talk, b-tch, i ain’t no l!ck
i was in the trap, now she doing splits
have more kicks than [?]
i’m really rich like [?]
that boy [?]
i’m serving the bags, now i take a trip
serving the h-llcat, feel like cliff
sh-t get ugly like [?]
i took the choppa, jit ran like a kite
came with a pistol, look just like a b-tch named keisha
she wanna smoke on some reefer
after i pour up, i leave her
run up a hundred [?]
having these choppas like resident evil
pouring up like justin bieber
she give me good head, she a beaver
i had the pounds before they was legal
i get fly, i feel like a seagull
i am the ticket, i feel like a regal
this sh-t is too easy
448, you better believe it
i’m f-cking these b-tches, rest in peace to easy
rest in peace doozy, man
you already know what the f-ck going on, man
forever [?] sh-t
shout out to kray, man

- sickboyrari

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