KickStand

[Chorus: RR Lil Bra]
Green got me leanin’ like a kickstand
I just stick with my Glock, ion need a friend
They told me the block was hot, too late, I got a tan
I had to turn to that heat ‘fore I turned to a man
Bring them bags in the house, don’t take that trash out
You need to watch where you sit we got shit in the couch
I let the, the choppa dunk I call it stack house
And we got racks in the floor ‘cause this a stack house

[Verse 1: RR Lil Bra]
The plug told me that he love me like his mama had me, huh
I finally smile, that shit made me happy
All this money I been gettin’ I told ‘em it’s from rappin’
But everybody who know it, they know my phone [?]
When I reminisce about Vedo I feel my soul crash, yeah
When we catch him it’s gon’ get so nasty
It’s probably sound weird but I still hear you laugh
I peeped the way you popped your shit that’s why I’m so flashy, yeah, yeah
Hop in that spaceship and blast off
Now we gettin’ to the riches, throw them racks out
Put a [?] I use to [?]
Score with that sack like I’m Randy Moss, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Green got me leanin’ like a kickstand
I just stick with my Glock, ion need a friend
They told me the block was hot, too late, I got a tan
I had to turn to that heat ‘fore I turned to a man
Bring them bags in the house, don’t take that trash out
You need to watch where you sit we got shit in the couch
I let the, the choppa dunk I call it stack house
And we got racks in the floor ‘cause this a stack house

[Verse 2: YGN Lil Juice]
Just turned a 10 into a 50 and it wasn’t no purpose
I pop my shit for all them times that you did me dirty
Just bought a Glock, added a dick, now I need plastic surgery
Put me away like you ain’t love me, or I wasn’t worth it
Cocky when I’m takin’ all these Percocet’s
I ain’t aimin’ at your leg, I’m shootin’ up at your chest and neck
I’m Choppa Gang for life, you niggas know I’ma die ‘bout that
Black Draco with the wood, I’m shootin’ with no side effects, yeah, yeah
[?] came from ‘round in them stolen cars
We ain’t duckin’ beef, bit', we known for havin’ plenty war
It’s a long fye but them bullets came from many toys
Help me to no [?] in my city, boy, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Green got me leanin’ like a kickstand
I just stick with my Glock, ion need a friend
They told me the block was hot, too late, I got a tan
I had to turn to that heat ‘fore I turned to a man
Bring them bags in the house, don’t take that trash out
You need to watch where you sit we got shit in the couch
I let the, the choppa dunk I call it stack house
And we got racks in the floor ‘cause this a stack house