Uh, uh, ayy, gang shit, nigga. My heart can't take this damage. I'm up in the booth (Booth). Suck my dick nigga, everything dead nigga). Flock At The Flockas. Keem talks about his lifestyle, and what he'll do to his opposition if he catches them.
If I want you dead, I'm aimin' for heads. E dot my brother I'm taking that risk. Bitch I'm GBG, word to your dead, word to mines. I wanna know when y'all niggas wan' stop that. Letra "Sugar Hill Keem – Flock At The Flockas" Official Lyrics. To comment on specific lyrics, highlight them. Paroles2Chansons dispose d'un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique (SEAM). Nesty a bitch, nigga begged on his knees (Grrah). Verse 1: Kay Flock]. If I pass it to Kay, he gon' flock that.
Then I'm breakin' him up like a cookie. Pull up, hunnid shooters and a hunnid guns. He throw up a O, then we wipin' his snot (Boom). You're changing, I can't stand it.
Really made it off rap, he used to risk-take. And flourished in the land; but now the vineyard fails, the fruit lies withered in the sane. Now everything dead, suck my dick, I don't care what you said. And I told him to keep that bitch on 'em. Slide with Kay, only spin four V's (Word to my mothеr). Call up Kenzo, I'm ready to blitz. Move look hah, bitch. And that's how I know these niggas never had. Got thirty rounds in this clip. He jackin' OY, I'ma do him like Mitch. Bad lil' bitch name, "Whitney, " fire. Fuck that lil' boy who got left in that V. Slide with two chop's, it's likе thirty in each.
Discuss the Shake It Lyrics with the community: Citation. Know that I'm sanctioned You crazy? Pop a yellow, I beat up the box. Whatever they throwing I'm dropping it too. Try to play me, you know I perform. The song gained traction on TikTok because of people dancing to the introduction of the song, primarily getting sturdy and adding "Zest" to them, with the caption usually being, "Whiteboy Keem". I see a opper and he gettin' clapped. Log in to confirm you're over 18. r/NYStateOfMind. And I got security wit' me, but lil' bro'll still pull up with a fully (Brr).
Notti gon' flock 'em, he don't need a number (Like). Mommy ain't buy me none of this shit. Then get deady like Whitney and Bobby. Fuck a choice, that's a must. Ridin' with it, I hope they don't stop me (Don't stop me). All of my ops get mixed with the grabba. He done knocked DayDay out his shoes (Stupid). Got a lil' thotty that holdin' my beam. Stream//Download Kay Flock's "Shake It";Cardi B, Dougie B & Bory300 here: Stream Kay Flock everywhere: Apple Music: Spotify: Soundcloud: Follow Kay Flock: #ShakeIt #KayFlock #CardiB #DougieB #Bory300. Hoodie'd up, dread down like a Rasta. I call Gotti for Addys and thots. You ain't throw as much shots as I threw (You ain't throwin'). When we come niggas better move, now look. Bitch wanna suck me, this bitch wanna do me.
Big bro told me, "Swerv', get shit straight". Kenzo on sight, dare a nigga book me. Head-tap I'ma leave him on his back. DOA in the spot and we stickin' it up. Cause yall know what the Oz really do. Animals and Pets Anime Art Cars and Motor Vehicles Crafts and DIY Culture, Race, and Ethnicity Ethics and Philosophy Fashion Food and Drink History Hobbies Law Learning and Education Military Movies Music Place Podcasts and Streamers Politics Programming Reading, Writing, and Literature Religion and Spirituality Science Tabletop Games Technology Travel. I was on the road, countin' chips. Written by: Akon, Arion Howard, Belcalis Almanzar, Cory Wright, Hensel Dominguez, Jorden Thorpe, Kevin Perez, Lynval Golding, Neville Staples, Terence Hall. B-Bullets is punchin', they knockin' her box.
You don't tote on the Glock like I do. And I know that the feds tryna lock me (They lock me). I made two-three mill' off my mixtapes. I said "KayKay, nigga, who you touched? " I'ma hop out the car, throwin' like six.
Ft G Herbo) | [Intro: XXXTENTACION]. Our selfish prayers deserve your wrath, our pride, a sudden burst; we have but stones to serve as bread, and tears to quell our thirst. Up in my Prada, up in Balenci. Like huh, like what? Need a smooth G to spin, call up Gotti (Gotti). All the bros know I up and I boom for em. JB, he ain't never coming back. I get paid like the first, second and the third. 40 on me, ain't no time for no boxin'.