Kicks Lots Of Flava

(Album: Ain't No Goin' Bacc - 2018)

Wave Mechanics

In the kitchen but not a baker (Yo)
A bitch I'm not afraid of (Whoa)
I get a lot of paper (Yeah)
The F-N annihilator (Yeah)
That ho is not a player (Player)
We toss 'em like hot potatoes
Tryna set my crib on a thousand acres
Lil' bitch, I go designer cray
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Ayy, ayy)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor

I'm so heavy I gets lots of relish
Got these pussies jealous
In they feelings acting like some bitches
Want some smoke, come with it, let 'em
Tell it, I am not hurt, get it
Send your one, I'll ship it
Seal it and mail it
Bitch I'll split your melon
You know how to get your women
Bitch I'm flexing
You better not miss your blessing
I'm out here applying that pressure
These niggas stressing
Got they hoes clothes in my dresser
Did your first bitch with my leg up
Far too fed up
All the real niggas keep your head up
Boy stacking paper, get your bread up
You pussies getting wet up
Acting all brash 'til they met us
Do a lot of talking, don't say nothing
I be kicking flava and I get money, too (Money, too)
A lot of real niggas coming through (Coming through)
Say lil' bitch, I got something to do (Something to do)
Got a money plant, right, a money view (Money view)
See a bitch boy, what they wanna do? (Wanna do)
These niggas hoes, tell me something new (Something new)
Funny nigga, I ain't stunting you (Stunting you)
Nigga acting like they got a point to prove
Pussy nigga

In the kitchen but not a baker (Yo)
A bitch I'm not afraid of (Whoa)
I get a lot of paper (Yeah)
The F-N annihilator (Yeah)
That ho is not a player (Player)
We toss 'em like hot potatoes
Tryna set my crib on a thousand acres
Lil' bitch, I go designer cray
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Ayy, ayy)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor

Certainly, nigga, my Louies
I beat the pussy up, gooey (Uh)
Touch these niggas, they'll sue me (Sue me)
You don't like me bitch then sue me (Fuck 'em)
You ain't seen these shoes these newbies (Fuck)
Niggas dickriding like groupies (Ayy)
Bitch, got her number but I ain't called her (Called her)
Bitch, I'm a motherfucking baller (I'm a baller)
Had to block her number, she a stalker (Stalker)
Bitch I got sauce like Waka (Like Waka)
Word to Uncle Snoop, I'm a dog (I'm a dog)
Now I'm barking like a rottweiler (Grr)
Get your throat there start growling (Grr)
Crippled on down and crawling (Grr)
She been acting real sweet so I got her last week
Told the bitch Gucci my feet (Ow)
Nutted all over her cheek
She a real life freak (Ow)
She gon' gobble that meat (Ow)
Why them niggas hot up at me? (Me)
If I said it to you
Then you know it gotta be heat (Heat)
Rear shotta rocking with me (Me)
This time for my street (Street)
Shot up his block and then skreet (Skreet!)

In the kitchen but not a baker (Yo)
A bitch I'm not afraid of (Whoa)
I get a lot of paper (Yeah)
The F-N annihilator (Yeah)
That ho is not a player (Player)
We toss 'em like hot potatoes
Tryna set my crib on a thousand acres
Lil' bitch, I go designer cray
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Ayy, ayy)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor