Letra de Make A Movie - Kay Flock

(Feat. Fivio Foreign)

(Make a movie)

Yeah

(Make a song, make a dance, make a record)

Huh

(Elvis)

Yeah

(A Lau on the beat)

Grrah, grrah-grrah (Baow)

Grrah, grrah (Put it on me), yeah, huh

GBG, we been slidin' for weeks (Skrrt)

Walk down gang, face shot, no V (Baow)

And bitch, is you ridin' for me?

Big EBK, who you linin' for me?

Like hop out (Yeah), Dougie, he flockin' for he

Not DOA, you ain't slidin' for we (Nah)

Bullets punchin', no boxin' wit' me (Bullets punchin', no boxin' wit' me)

(Baow, baow, baow)

Clip 'em (Get him), if he try to run when we slidin', we hit him, like

We tricked him, like (Tricked him, like)

Thottie she lined him, she got him, we blitzed him

Hang out the window, like I'm tryna Rick 'em (Ricky)

Keep clickin', I go wit' the rhythm (Grrah-grrah)

Beam on his back, I make sure I won't miss him (Miss him)

He dead, now his homies miss him (He dead)

And I thought that I told y'all before (Like)

Bet y'all lil' niggas do not want war

Put the K to your face when I kick down the door

Like, I'm tryna spin through the 4's (Like)

Tell Porter to park, I'ma hop out and toss (Like, wait)

After that, get low to the floor (Like)

I do what I want, give a fuck 'bout a boss

Lost JB, I ain't losin' no more (Grrah)

GBG, we been slidin' for weeks (Huh)

Walk down gang, face shot, no V (Grrt, baow)

And bitch, is you ridin' for me?

Big EBK, who you linin' for me? (Baow, baow, baow)

Like hop out, Dougie, he flockin' for he

Not DOA, you ain't slidin' for we (Nah)

Bullets punchin', no boxin' wit' me (Baow) (Bullets punchin', no boxin' wit' me)

Kay got me back on a slide on a opp if I wanna (Skrrt)

I make it hot if I wanna (Baow)

He talkin' crazy all year, niggas'll die at the top of the summer (Baow)

They know how I rock, they know how I come, look, huh

He wasn't a opp, but he from that block (Naw), we don't care, we just wanted the numbers (Baow)

You know how we comin' through, huh

Different cities we be runnin' through (Baow)

You not a big homie, so how is he under you?

You say you tough, nigga show me a gun or two (Baow, baow, baow-baow)

Yeah, you say you tough, nigga show me a gun or two, huh

As soon as you tell us where you at, my niggas'll come at you (Skrrt, baow, baow)

Send me the addy, it give me a rush

We got 'em back but it wasn't enough

We want more, nigga it's stuck

And his main bitches givin' him up (Grrt-grrt, baow)

That nigga'll die tryna get a nut

That nigga done died tryna get a nut (Uh)

GBG, we been slidin' for weeks (Huh)

Walk down gang, face shot, no V (Grrt, baow)

And bitch, is you ridin' for me?

Big EBK, who you linin' for me? (Baow, baow, baow)

Like hop out, Dougie, he flockin' for he

Not DOA, you ain't slidin' for we (Nah)

Bullets punchin', no boxin' wit' me (Bullets punchin', no boxin' wit' me)

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