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Kay Flock

TCardi

 

TCardi

(album: The D.O.A. Tape (Care Package) - 2022)


[Dougie B:]
(M2K)
Grrt, baow, baow, baow
Grrt, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang

[Dougie B (Kay Flock):]
If we spinning, we hitting whoever you with, like, soon as I boom, better dip
(Got a new Glock, I extended the clip, like, beam on this chop', I won't miss)
(Told Dougie, "I'm fiending, bro, ain't no assist")
Told Kay-Kay, "Don't worry, I'ma do the hit"
(Nigga, Dougie my brother, I'm taking that risk, like)
Fuck it, let's go take a trip
(Yo, Dougz, you spin, I spin, you throw five, I throw ten)
(We spinning around like we did it again, like, fuck it, we up at his friend)
Like, bitch, I'm MB, Kay Flock throw up the Trend
Two flocks, two chop's we gon' hop out again

[Kay Flock:]
Like fuck that, walk up on his friend, like, huh, we gon', like
Why the fuck niggas smoke with my opps, like, they do not rap what they live
He tried to run but I clicked on his mans, like, hold on, I really rap what I did
Notti gon' flock, he don't need rubber bands, like, what you think he gon' do for the cig?
Hollows start spitting, shit hit through his drip like, don't get caught up in traffic again
On parole with a chop', still moving too hot like, and they like, "Kay done clicked it again"
On parole with a chop' still moving too hot like, like, like

[Dougie B:]
I ain't no killer don't push me, just gotta get back, if he die, then it's fuck it, look
AC just spot 'em, he got 'em, he don't want no problems so who really bugging, look
Bitches be thinking they hot, backing out Henny and bitches be pop
Gotti call thotty, we getting the drop
If it's up then it's stuck, leave it up at the top
When you running to me, bitch it's shoot or get shot
I got too many opps, we got too many chop's
Bitch, I shoot double hands and I'm clearing the block
If they send me the addy, walk up, let it flock
La-di-da-di, I don't wanna party
Like 'em ratchet, I don't want a Barbie
Need a baddie who party like Cardi
Is you ready to ride in a heartbeat?
Smoochie, no cuffing, just eat me, I'm sorry
Jack the opps, you get put in a Marley
Me and Kay two deep, no assist
One thot, two chop's, two flocks for the hit, look

[Lil Skrap 1090 {Justo B}:]
And you know I gotta shoot two hands (Grrt)
You get hit with this heat and you catching a tan
Get low from the scene and then we get at his mans
We hop out the V and then hop back in the van (Where you going?)
Put the shmoney on him and get shmurda if we can't get to him (Shmurda)
Knocks in my pockets, I walk with a limp
Bro called tryna score but he done off the rims
{He lookin at me like I know where my hands on the grip, look}
{He make a wrong move and I lift him, like}
{If my mans don't get hype, Sha pop out the cut he gon' blitz him}
Took a pic and that boy did the same shit, I pop out and you know who I came with (Y'all know)
Your mans died, nigga, go and slide, he just posting pictures while it's raining (Pussy)
{Red dot to his face tryna off him, how they kids wanna slide cause I'm tossing (Grrt)}
{I know they mad and they picture me dead, but I picture they big homie walkin'}
I been ninety before I was one, we ain't spin, push the back to the front
They see us broke, then I aim and they run, spin again if bro miss 'till he touched
{Red beam, how the fuck can I miss? (How the fuck can I miss?)}
{I extended my clip, like, huh (Haha)}
{And yeah I heard the diss (I heard the diss), talking all this gun shit with no hits, like}
{He got shot and took it on a hop, 25 to the LV, I get hit, like}
{He came home and had a kid with two thots, I see him, I'm throwing and kicking his kid, like}
Gun smoke, we want all that (All that, all that)
{Yeah, that's them in the V, know I'm on that}
Justo, wait to shoot I'm like, "Fall back"
{Fuck that, grrt-da-baow now he off that, look}
Hit you up then go look for who sent you
{Bloody face, ski mask when I bend through, look}
See a crowd Brodie back out the knock
{I'm aiming for you and whoever you next to, like}

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