Calboy - Givenchy Kickin Lyrics
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Givenchy Kickin
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What Are The Lyrics For Givenchy Kickin By Calboy?
(Yah show me up a little bit)
Thousand dollar Givenchy's You can't kick it with me (can't kick it with me) I used to ride on a ten speed Now I'm in a Bentley (now I'm in a Bentley) I heard they out to get me So I grew ten on this fifty (ten on this fifty) Wildboy known to get busy Check out my drip, it cost fifty We got a whole lotta bullets Lil' bro got the glizzy but I got the choppa in the trunk 50K up in my jeans It look like my pockets just caught a new case of the mumps I need that fetti on fetti, these niggas be jealous These niggas be bitches, they punks I hope you ready, I'm ready I know 'bout some killers, they carry machetes and pumps Leave him like Nutty Professor, he Klump I made a million, it still ain't enough I poured a four, to serve in my cup These niggas be talking, boy, shut the f*ck up Dripping like a bitch, get a nigga stuck up I just hit another lick, yeah, a nigga lucked up I was running off the drugs, got a nigga fucked up We gon' send a couple shots, niggas better buck up Spit yo game, talk yo shit, boy It's real in the field, better grab your stick Lean, y'all too cold, better grab your bitch I'm so good with the words, when I shoot I don't miss All this smoke, I gotta light one All these opps, I gotta strike one Wanna tweak with the gang, you got the right one Come down bad got blood on my ones We used to play in them hallways, with them walkie talkies Now it's just hot babes, when we here while we talking Money ain't in yo conversation, nigga then why we talkin'? 'Cause I be getting money too often F*ck a lil' bitch, I'm balling Thousand dollar Givenchy's You can't kick it with me (can't kick it with me) I used to ride on a ten speed Now I'm in a Bentley (now I'm in a Bentley) I heard they out to get me So I grew ten on this fifty (ten on this fifty) Wildboy known to get busy Check out my drip, it cost fifty Watcha callin' in the cut, yeah I can't talk about my opp, they dead Rather talk about the guap, instead Every nigga on my roster playing New Amiri jeans, f*ck it, I'm a fiend Gone and got the bitch a (?) and all I done seen niggas running up down, keep it real, then I watch them fall I hit the gas, I don't stop for laws I went from racks to racks and rods I'm on they ass, cash involved, now my shit passed the wall Ain't ask shit for a minute As soon as I get it, I feel like I have to ball Big team playa, pass the ball They was hating on me, passed them all I got some niggas who sitting in prison I'm with them, I'm trying to get passed the wall Thousand dollar shoes, wear them one time We don't f*ck with them, they ain't our kind Vvs stones, I bet that I shine I been out on the road for this Couple niggas dead and gone, I miss I've been riding in the ghost for this Thousand dollar Givenchy's You can't kick it with me (can't kick it with me) I used to ride on a ten speed Now I'm in a Bentley (now I'm in a Bentley) I heard they out to get me So I grew ten on this fifty (ten on this fifty) Wildboy known to get busy Check out my drip, it cost fifty We like the youngest niggas coming up Say you a shooter, nigga you a bluff I swear the money giving me a rush Bitches see diamonds, now they wanna touch AP is heavy vision on my hand Choosing a frenzy, I don't give a damn Too many Glocks in us for it to jam Might need to burn a nigga leave a tan I'ma just leave a nigga in the sand Or I can get a head-up for a band F*ck all that talking, now I got a plan I'ma just move it until they understand Niggas walk out, posting on the 'gram Still in the trap, sorry Uncle Sam Took us some time, started with a gram And I still got some silent niggas in the can Chop it up, chop it up, chop it up, block it up You see the ice on my neck, try and touch on my pocket Woah, Givenchy my drip for the day, I got more in the closet Givenchy my shirt, Givenchy my shoes I'm not a regular shopper Thousand dollar Givenchy's You can't kick it with me (can't kick it with me) I used to ride on a ten speed Now I'm in a Bentley (now I'm in a Bentley) I heard they out to get me So I grew ten on this fifty (ten on this fifty) Wildboy known to get busy Check out my drip, it cost fifty (Yah show me up a little bit) |
Who Wrote Givenchy Kickin By Calboy?
Calvin Woods
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What's The Duration Of The Givenchy Kickin By Calboy?The duration of Givenchy Kickin is 3:48 minutes and seconds. |
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