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lirik lagu calboy - givenchy kickin'

[chorus: calboy]
thousand dollar givenchys, you can’t kick it with me (can’t kick it with me)
i used to ride on the ten speed, now i’m in a bentley
(now i’m in a bentley)
i heard they out to get me, so i gotta turn on this fifty (turn on this fifty)
block boy known to get busy, check out my drip, it cost fifty

[verse 1: calboy]
we got a whole lotta bullets, lil’ bro got the glizzy
but i got the choppa in the trunk
fifty k up in my jeans, it look like my pockets just got a new case of the month
i need that fetti on fetti, these n~ggas be jealous, these n~ggas be b~tches, they punks
hope you ready, i’m ready, i know bout some k!llers that carry machetes and pumps
leave him like [?] professor he clumped
i made a million, but still ain’t enough
i poured a four, a serving in my cup
these n~ggas be talking, boy shut the f~ck up
dripping like a b~tch, get a n~gga stuck up
i just hit another l!ck, yeah a n~gga lucked up
i was running off the drugs, got a n~gga f~cked up
we gon send a couple shots, n~ggas better buck up
spend yo game, talk yo sh~t boy
its real in the field, better grab your stick [?]
flow too cold, better grab your b~tch
i’m too 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 the walkie talkies
now it’s just hot babes when we here while we talking
money ain’t in yo conversation, then n~gga why we talkin?
cause i be getting money too often
f~ck a lil b~tch i’m balling

[chorus: calboy]
thousand dollar givenchys, you can’t kick it with me (can’t kick it with me)
i used to ride on the tenth speed, now i’m in a bentley (now i’m in a bentley)
i heard they out to get me, so i gotta turn on this fifty (turn on this fifty)
block boy known to get busy, check out my drip, it cost fifty

[verse 2: lil baby]
[?] in the cut, yeah
i can’t talk about my opp, they dead
rather talk about the guap, instead
every n~gga on my roster playing
new amiri jeans, f~ck it i’m a fiend
now got a b~tch [?]
i done seen n~ggas 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, to [?]
i’m on they ass [?] now my sh~t passed the wall
ain’t ask sh~t for a [?] 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 n~ggas 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 on the road for this
couple n~ggas dead and gone, i miss
i’ve been riding in the ghost for this

[verse 3: lil tjay]
we are the youngest n~ggas coming up
say you a shooter, n~gga you a bluff
i swear the money giving me a rush
b~tches [?] now she wanna touch
ap is heavy on my hand
choosing a frenzy, i don’t give a d~mn
too many glocks for it to jam
money and a burner, n~gga leave a tan
i’m a just leave a n~gga in the sand
or i can get ahead [?] for a band
f~ck all that talking, now i got a plan
i’m a just move it, until they understand
n~ggas woke up, 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 n~ggas 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

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