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letra de kickback! - whoisjordan

[part i]

[chorus: whoisjordan]
(level) chopper got a whole lot of kick-back, uh
you can tell the bro just to get back, uh
hopped off the plane with jet
like, i got them big stacks, big bags, i get that (get that)
chopper got a whole lot of kick-back, uh
you can tell the bro just to get back, uh
hopped off the plane with jet
like, i got them big stacks, big bags, i get that (let’s go)
pull up on his plug like it’s halo
give him a halo, make him an angel, ayy
i’m on your block and i paint your face
laser beam, my digits go up so i stay happy
money in my pocket ’cause i’m gettin’ rich now
if you run up on me you gon’ get cl!cked down
got a strap on my lap, i’ll shoot you in the back
and i’ll get the last laugh like— (ha-ha-ha)
[part ii]

[intro]
shyguymadeit

[verse 1: majora]
uh, i’m a mercenary f-ck
i’ll leave you hurtin’ very much
f-ck up the churn
and all your blood-ly vessles burstin’ when i bust
that pistol hurtin’ when it gushin’
and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no fee
unless you mean that f-ckin’ dweeb i just shot in the ovaries
i’m in my element, hit these with the eye
and i’m a beast with the heat, let it feast on your eye
and, b-tch, please, i’m malevolent, leave ’em expired
i ’bout to get charged for battery like [?] (woo)
got the stick, fast, build a whiplash
when i blast, kick-back, be a quick death
talking ’bout a rip when i see your f-ckin’ wrist slashed
talkin’ ’bout a rip when i say your future’s grim, yeah

[verse 2: whoisjordan]
honestly, i just don’t know what to say
i got bands on my hip, i got bands on my waist
i got bands on my wrist, if you talkin’ that sh-t
i pull up with my bl!ck and aim it at your face
yeah, i got a bad-b-tch, and she kissin’ my d-ck
and she l!ckin’ the kids, and she givin’ me face
yeah, i got me a pistol, i got me a bank pole
i might just pull up on him, aim at his brain
i got bullets landing in his artery, ayy
i’m the best and it ain’t hard to see, ayy
stop his heart beat like it’s heat disease, ayy
shoot his eyes, make it hard to see, ayy
because i be flexin’ in a foreign, ooh, whip
been talkin’ tough and we gon’ shoot his sh-t
thirty bands and they be on my wrist
pull up on him we gon’ pop his sh-t
green on my wrist like the omnitrix
but i am not talkin’ ’bout telephone, ayy
i just pulled up on a bad-b-tch
and she on her knees givin’ h-lla dome, ayy
pull up on him, we gon’ hit his skull
i don’t really give a f-ck, they said i wannabe hits
so i pull up with gl!cks in my brand-new bently truck, ayy
[part iii]

[verse 3: whoisjordan & a.j.]
i just came through and i water my neck
he talkin’ tough, we gon’ aim at his neck (yeah)
thirty bands on me, it’s on my patek (yeah)
he talkin’ tough, we gon’—, mm, mm
thirty bands on my waist (on my waist), yeah
talkin’ sh-t, hit his face (hit his face), uh
yeah, uh, we be in a car chase
crushin’ when the gang pull up
thirty bands and it’s on me
we gon’ pull up, chopper doin’ pull ups
(chopper doin’ pull ups)

[verse 4: a.j.]
yeah, i got diamonds and they goin’ thus far
if you f-ck on me, then it’s your b-tch i’m ‘a f-ck
i got purple my wrist, the same color as my guts, yeah
huh (yeah), know i be makin’ the bucks
my homies live in a mansion, i’m makin’ racks
and you b-tches livin’ in huts, yeah
vvs got that glint, bi’h, you know i got diamonds on me
b-tch, you know i gotta stay with my team (don’t be—)
you know i got racks on me (yeah)
bi’h, you know i got racks in the bank (pull up)
b-tch, i pull up, i’m droppin’ a tape
b-tch, i am f-ckin’ with you if you wait
chopper got a whole lot of kick-back
we all pull up on your b-tch and now i’m gonna hit that
pull up, baby, know that all my diamonds got that big-flash
pull off on the road and, ah, sh-t, she just called me “kid flash”

- whoisjordan

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