lirik lagu kid reckz - hotter than hellside
[intro]
(yuh— on the rader, turn me up)
ayy, free my side, f~ck yo’ section, n~gga
i’m still out west with a stick and a gremlin, n~gga
(huh? okay then!)
he tried to run, that boy got zipped like denim, n~gga
(skrrt! boom!)
okay, okay, let’s go
[verse]
i caught a opp lackin’ outside of his mama crib (b~tch~ass boy)
turned his whole block to a graveyard, now they callin’ that “trauma strip” (boom boom boom!)
he tried to duck when i upped this bl!ck—stupid ass tripped on his partner’s hip (dumbass!)
now his brother all on live, cryin’ like a ho, screamin’, “we gon’ slide for him!” (yeah right!)
n~gga, you lyin’ again, your gang full of b~tches and deadbeat friends (haha)
we lit up the whip, couldn’t tell who we hit, they both got slumped with thеy necks in the wind (bow!)
shorty was tough on the ‘gram, now hе prayin’ to god while holdin’ his chin (please save me)
f~ck your “rip” shirts and candles, i’m tryna slide back and spin again (let’s spin again!)
i’m still servin’ the smoke like popeyes, b~tch, this beef come extra crispy (crispy!)
tryna flex with a glock in a reel, now that boy in a box, lookin’ real iffy (rip!)
i ain’t never ducked no heat, i was outside thuggin’ in 10~below (real sh~t)
yo shooter got shot in the face, now they call him “nosey,” he ain’t got no nose (haha!)
real demon, don’t call my phone unless it’s a drop or a pole, lil’ n~gga (don’t call!)
i don’t do no backdoor—i kick that b~tch in and walk through the soul, lil’ n~gga (boom!)
lil’ reckz, i don’t play no games, if i up this b~tch, it’s over (it’s over)
we slid in a civic, jumped out that b~tch like we ridin’ in a d~mn range rover (skrrt!)
[bridge / ad~lib section]
uh~huh (yeah, yeah!)
we really do walkdowns, n~gga
catch a opp broad~day and pop his bubble like it’s lunchtime, stupid
(he got hit in the cheekbone talkin’ reckless!)
we don’t beef with rappers—we beef with caskets, f~ckboy
(say that!)
[verse 2]
your og a rat, your lil’ homie gay, and your top shooter got beat up in jail (ho~ass n~gga)
they gave him a shank, he dropped that b~tch and started screamin’ for the c.o. to help (haha!)
y’all boys not drillin’, just cappin’ on beats—y’all lyrics don’t match y’all smell (stank!)
my gang got drums, we steppin’ with sticks like we fresh out a marching band from h~ll (boom boom!)
i might sign me a deal, but i’m still gon’ spin with the same old mask and tee (for real)
your b~tch love thugs, she callin’ me “daddy,” while you out beggin’ for edd (bum~ass!)
free the members, all them hitters in that cage still clutchin’ they shanks on the tier (free ‘em!)
and when reckz drop, you know what it is—opps go ghost, they vanish in fear (gone!)
[outro]
hotter than h~llside, we bring flames when we step, lil’ n~gga
better wear a vest, lil’ n~gga, or get stretched, lil’ n~gga (stretched out!)
free the demons, f~ck the otherside, burn they flag, p~ss on they mural (on god!)
kid reckz don’t rap for real, i just talk my sh~t—now watch the funeral spiral (boom!)
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