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Kid Ink
Kid Ink
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
ISM
ISM
Composer
Nik Dean
Nik Dean
Composer
Brian Todd Collins
Brian Todd Collins
Composer
Ishmael Montague
Ishmael Montague
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ISM
ISM
Producer
Nik Dean
Nik Dean
Producer

Lyrics

I-I-ISM Made a play and then I go and get my kick back Put my girl against your bitch and that's a mismatch Big ole bag, in my safe you can't miss that She told me I'm a great, told her big facts Get up out the way All these sunny days I got to fuck about the rain Niggas fall in love once they get sucked up by the game Told you that bitch is insane Send her back to the streets, back where she came Rollin' a blunt up, two at a time One of me there, you know two of a kind Big energy, walk with the giants (hey) Room ain't get quiet, we walk up inside The vibe is out of control Sent a bottle to my foes Blood running out of your nose Niggas Pinocchios (uh) Real life, I can roll up Next to me, you a posеr Came up out the Cosa Wipe thе dirt off my shoulder All black like I'm Hova 100 up on a quoter OG, the aroma Just fell in the coma Made a play and then I go and get my kick back Put my girl against your bitch and that's a mismatch Big ole bag, in my safe you can't miss that She told me I'm a great, told her big facts Made a play and then I go and get my kick back Put my girl against your bitch and that's a mismatch Big ole bag, in my safe you can't miss that She told me I'm a great, told her big facts Made the play like Phil (yeah) Tryna test my skills (woah) I came dressed to kill (yeah) They don't think I will (will) Nah, I ain't need some mill' (mill') I don't need no help Coolest nigga here Cuban game, be chilled, hoo Say what I mean, mean what I say There ain't no backspace (nigga) Nigga before you throw me a curve, just get your facts straight (facts) The Henny is talkin', you need an Emmy the way that you act fake (fuck) Them pockets is thin, back in the gym, you looking in bad shape Niggas say I can't stop flexin' (can't stop flexin) Throw a kick back at the crib, like fuck your section (fuck that section) Antisocial nigga, I don't get too messy (no, no, no) Crack the safe and I just count on all my blessings (woah, woah, woah) Whip it look like Jetsons No freshman, alumni (aye) Dumb high on this fun guy (hoo) Eyes up for the one time (wait) Made it up of the corner Mask on for the 'Rona (yeah) OG, the aroma (woo) Just fell in the coma (like that) Made a play and then I go and get my kick back Put my girl against your bitch and that's a mismatch Big ole bag, in my safe you can't miss that She told me I'm a great, told her big facts Made a play and then I go and get my kick back Put my girl against your bitch and that's a mismatch Big ole bag, in my safe you can't miss that She told me I'm a great, told her big facts Go and get my kick back (kick back) She told me that I'm great
Writer(s): Brian Collins, Ishmael Montague, Jamal Rashid, Dejan Nikolic Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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