Kankan - FAKE KICK lyrics

Aye, that's how you feelin' lil' bitch
Then go wit' yo' move
Yeah, they tryna ride my wave, ok cool
Uh, ain't finna fake kick
It with these n#ggas
I'd rather count blues, huh
Oxytocin or the tris, I couldn't choose, yeah
So I took both nigga and that
Shit got me on snooze
I left the ho on read, she said I'm rude
I was juggin' n#ggas, yeah off gram
Back in high school
Them n#ggas broke as hell and
They still sharin' one twos

Huh, them n#ggas clowns
We takin' him down for all of his pounds
Huh, yeah, nigga fuck yo'
Gang, shoutout my gang, they hold shit down
Aye, nigga fuck fame, y'all n#ggas lame
Them boys hang for the crowd
Them n#ggas hang for the crowd, huh, uh, aye
I got a brand new stick, yeah, and he #
Aye, I got a brand new bih'
Yeah, and she way from the south
Daroo tryna go hit him a lick
Yeah, so we stalkin' him out
We stalkin' him out then we walkin' him down
They chalkin' him out and we takin' his
Bread if he get out of bounds
Aye, # we makin' 'em frown
And they made his bitch ass get out of town
I get high like fuck the clowds

Aye, that's how you feelin' lil' bitch
Then go wit' yo' move
Yeah, they tryna ride my wave, ok cool
Uh, ain't finna fake kick
It with these n#ggas
I'd rather count blues, huh
Oxytocin or the tris, I couldn't choose, yeah
So I took both nigga and that
Shit got me on snooze
I left the ho on read, she said I'm rude
I was juggin' n#ggas, yeah off gram
Back in high school
Them n#ggas broke as hell and
They still sharin' one twos