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Kickdoe Lyrics[Intro: Buddy Bandz]
(I get my work from the narcos)
Nigga, what the fuck they talkin' 'bout, nigga? (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, they can't fuck with us like that, man
Yeah, Buddy Bandz, Sleaze (This what they wanted?)
Bro get up on it
Niggas f—
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I get my work from the narcos)

[Verse 1: Buddy Bandz]
Rules in this shit, a few niggas done broke the code
You can't call yourself a stepper if you ain't stepped to niggas who told
And I been to myself 'cause it ain't right, that shit is wrong
If we don't kick it up in person, you ain't gon' reach me on my phone (Nigga)
Yeah, they got new shit in the city, I'm duckin' task and duckin' drones
You ain't gon' catch me bullshittin' 'cause I'm too focused on my goals
He out here thinkin' with his cock, that same way gon' get him gone
If my bitch give up the cat, shit, that never was my ho
Do her ass how she do you, stay two steps and play your role
All that arguin', fussin', fightin' I can't do 'cause I'm too grown
Don't ask me why I'm like this, baby, 'cause I'm him and I was chose (Yeah)
I can't imitate, nah, I can't be like them and I ain't those (Nigga)
Niggas hollerin' all this ism, but boyfriend pimpin' all these hoes
My wrist froze, you can tell my diamonds hittin' from the way that it glows
You ain't gettin' to it, ask us how we know, 'cause it shows
I just wanna ball forever, travel states and flip 'bows
I can talk about them mentions 'cause I know how to tiptoe (Yeah)
Niggas better get through, tell them niggas get low
I be feelin' like Eazy-E, I might just cop a 64
Before the bip came around, nigga, it was kick door, bitch (Yeah)

[Interlude: Buddy Bandz & YounginSoSleaze]
Nigga, it was kick door
Ayy, it's Sleaze, nigga
Ayy, yeah, yeah (Headshots, leg shots, bitch)

[Verse 2: YounginSoSleaze]
Is you gon' sit down? Is you gon' get 'bout it? (What you gon' do?)
I'm bouncin' out full fledge, I ain't talkin' Audi
Might drop the window down in traffic, get to poppin' out it (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Eat up his face, chest, and back, got him jumpin' and hollerin' (He outta there)
I told my mama I ain't goin' out, I'm shootin' first (I love you, bro)
Before I ever let you bitches put me in a hearse
These niggas out here late bloomers tryna put in work
That's the quickest way to get your ass up on a shirt, ayy (Stupid)
Man, I swear you niggas really worser than these hoes
He playin' on that fence, hope you played on your toes (Play it safe)
Her nigga in the county, fuck her while she on the phone (While she on it)
Why you tell her you gon' eat that pussy when you home? (That nigga love you)
Niggas hoppin' in this fonk, don't know what it's for (What it's for)
But I'ma pop you anyway and act like I don't know (Shit)
Stop tryna show off for these bitches, why you goin' broke?
And if this rap shit don't work, I'm back kickin' doors (I'm on that)
And if this rap shit don't work, I'm back takin' shit (Give it up)
If you don't shut the fuck up, get slapped with this stick (Shh)
If it's the last time he up, you know I'm comin' quick
I call this 40 Lupe because the way it kick (It kick shit)
If you ain't got permission slip, you can't take a trip (At all)
Stay in the house, lil' nigga, you ain't made for this (He ain't ready)
I'm ridin' with this baby A like I babysit (What?)
And still'll wipe a nigga nose, give me that handkerchief, nigga (Slime)