Crash Landing (Intro) lyrics - Kid Ink
Yo, I said it's Kid Ink baby
You ready? This your last chance
Put on your seatbelts, I'm 'bout to crash land
The way I touch down, I should have a dance
Teach you how to stunt, I could have a class
Roll another blunt, burn a little hash
I got my money up and learned to build the math
All these green faces like I fucking got the mask
You can't walk in my shoes like you fucking got a cast
See my riding through the city like I'm racing in the drag
Got the thing in the bag, put the burner in the pass
On the highway of life, think I'm running outta gas
See Miss UFO, 20/20 on the tattoo
Tall ass niggas you can never understand
Said it's Kid Ink baby, listen, you can hear 'em chant
I'm the future like I just hopped out of the DeLorean
Got off world tour, I'll be going back again
Try to front on a nigga but I'm 'bout to back 'em in
Ladies, Chi-Town veteran but all I do is win
Never strap up, stretch, do some fucking celestines
Chew you up, spit you out but I ain't motherfucking finished
No, I run this shit like I grew up with the sinners
Smoking on that good tree, you be smoking on the trimmers
Look around see, everything green like feeling money
Help a nigga stay fly, fly like quidditch, ha
You niggas just dry old bitches
I'm the hottest thing moving, start a fire in the winter
So raw, little wasabi and some ginger
Is all I need to eat you motherfuckers up for dinner, tell 'em
Keep It Rollin lyrics - Kid Ink
I said go and put your lighters up, what you smoking?
You can smell it over there and back, ain't even open
With your girlfriend getting high
And we floating, making movies with the cameras on
Just keep it rolling baby
Just keep it rolling baby
Just keep it rolling, said I'm tryna smoke another one
Just keep it rolling baby, just keep it rolling
You ain't gotta turn the cameras off, just keep it rolling
You would think that it was Christmas how I got her open
You can see it in her poker face, I got her folding
Baby girl if you getting high, I got the potion
Now them hoes ain't choosing, nigga I'm already chosen
I ain't blind I can see you hate, I keep it rolling
They just mad cause they not here and I'm the opposite of cold
And I'm getting fast money, yeah the opposite of codeine
At the table tryna get another bottle from that hostess
With a pocket full of Trojans, you can call me Roman
Kid Ink the entertainer they be wishing and they hoping that
I'mma take her home cause this the after party
Get turnt up we already got started
I said go on put your lighters up (what you smoking)
You can smell it over there, back (ain't even open)
With your girlfriend getting high
And we smoking, making movies with the cameras on
Just keep it rolling baby
Just keep it rolling (been tryna smoke another one)
Just keep it rolling babe
Just keep it rolling babe
You ain't gotta turn the cameras off, just keep it rolling
I ain't ever gon' stop no, I keep it going
Walking like a giant, fi-fye-foing
Tatts everywhere, scarface Lil Tony
They don't ever tell me no, they say yes like Lil Corey
And I'm smoking on some good, euphoric
Put my CD in and she gon' like you for it
Kid Ink baby, say hi to the bad guy
Only one year and I ain't nothing like the last guy
In the club, it's alright
We can leave, we ain't gotta stay all night
Know, it's OG waiting back home
Lil kid you can feel it in your back bone
I said go on put your lighters up (what you smoking)
You can smell it over there, back (ain't even open)
With your girlfriend getting high
And we smoking, making movies with the cameras on
Just keep it rolling baby
Just keep it rolling (been tryna smoke another one)
Just keep it rolling babe
Just keep it rolling babe
You ain't gotta turn the cameras off, just keep it rolling
I don't know about you, but I'm living in the moment
You can hate if you want but I'mma keep it rolling
Gotta super bad bitch feeling like Seth Rogen
Making movies all night, just keep it rolling babe
This the part when you get your lighters out, put them in the air just keep it rolling baby
Rolling
Rolling
Rolling
Rolling
Take Over The World lyrics - Kid Ink (feat. Ty$)
I think I got a single
Oh, I think I got a single oh
[Ty$:]
It ain't hard to see that I'm doing my thing
And I ain't gon' to stop 'til everybody know my name
Better cuff yo chick, cause I'll take that
First I wanna see if I can take over the world
She take over the world
Lady, sing now, yeah, yeah
Lady, sing now, yeah, yeah
[Kid Ink:]
Yeah, watch me take over the world
Give me just 5 minutes, I'mma take over your girl
Said it's fuck you pay me, put the money in my pocket
On the first class rocket, tryna find out where to park it
You can meet me on the moon, but you might not make it
They can't breathe where I'm going, how many times I gotta say it?
I'm on a championship team like the Lakers
Tryna get more rings than a pack of LifeSavers
Yeah, I'm on L, plug me in the socket
I ain't even worried 'bout you haters you ain't even in my optic
Cause the money in the way, all I see is profit
I'mma go, go get her, try to see if you can stop me now
[Ty$:]
It ain't hard to see that I'm doing my thing
And I ain't gon' to stop 'til everybody know my name
Better cuff yo chick, cause I'll take that
First I wanna see if I can take over the world, she take over the world
[Kid Ink:]
I'm headed to the front, shotgun
Hop up out the whip, looking flyer than Top Gun
Headed to the top, penthouse level
So high I think I can see the stairway to heaven
Sitting on cloud nine, can you can go see me through the smoke?
All about my money, you can see it in my clothes
Cause everything goes, every chain gold
I done came a long way down this yellow brick road
I remember selling all I own
Now all I do is sell out of all my shows
All eyes on me, while I'm on stage
Let's take over the world like Pinky and the Brain, I said
[Ty$:]
It ain't hard to see that I'm doing my thing
And I ain't gon' to stop 'til everybody know my name
Better cuff yo chick, cause I'll take that
First I wanna see if I can take over the world
She take over the world
Lady, sing now, yeah, yeah
Lady, sing now, yeah, yeah
Uh, I said it's Kid Ink baby 'bout to take over the world
Got the money and the power 'bout to take over your girl
Said it's Kid Ink baby 'bout to take over the world
Got the money and the power 'bout to take over your girl, yeah
Bathroom lyrics - Kid Ink (feat. Gudda Gudda)
[Kid Ink:]
Everybody follow me back home
It's a after party full of bad hoes
Bunch of drink, grass smoke
You can do them other drugs in the bathroom
Follow me, back home
It's a after party full of bad hoes
Bunch of drink, grass smoke
You can do them other drugs in the bathroom
Cause I'm tryna keep it on the low girl
Breezy, and I'm living in a cold world
Tryna get in, gotta know the code word
And I'll take one, but girl you gotta go first
Whole room moving like a lava lamp
Club full of bad girls, no oxygen
And you know it's going down, Nasdaq
Kobe on the blunt, you gotta pass that
We don't smoke those, you can ash that
I'm in the bathroom hiding from Kat Stacks
Drove here, but I'mma need a cab back
I got my money right, since you comparing that
Everybody follow me back home
It's a after party full of bad hoes
Bunch of drink, grass smoke
You can do them other drugs in the bathroom
Follow me, back home
It's a after party full of bad hoes
Bunch of drink, grass smoke
You can do them other drugs in the bathroom
Yeah, I got they hands up, like a classroom
Can't see me like I got a mask on
Girls straight off the cover of Maxim
It's snow bunnies here, like we in Alaska
White girls, dyke girls
And she told you that she don't even like girls
Lying ass, I make that kitty purr
Since you can bring it back, go on hit reverse
It ain't no grenades, land mines
Gotta blend in, camouflage
You tripping girl, this ain't a Altoid
But it got me feeling like a cocaine cowboy
Everybody follow me back home
It's a after party full of bad hoes
Bunch of drink, grass smoke
You can do them other drugs in the bathroom
Follow me, back home
It's a after party full of bad hoes
Bunch of drink, grass smoke
You can do them other drugs in the bathroom
[Gudda Gudda:]
Yeah, money on my mind, what the fuck should I be thinking 'bout?
Purple drank and two Styrofoams is what I'm drinking out
The party's popping, as well as pills, I'm geeked bitch
The whole damn party's outta control, I'm in the bathroom with a freak bitch
Gudda ho, yeah that's my name, don't look at me, look at my chain
Walk in the party, shut down the party then pile the hoes in the black Range
All black tires, I'm the Batman
In the Batmobile, doors up, bat wings
I get a lot of money, what are you doing?
The hoes think I'm crazy, couple screws loose and
I party hard, we ain't sleeping 'til next afternoon
So follow me and swallow me it's a party in the bathroom
[Kid Ink:]
Everybody follow me back home
It's a after party full of bad hoes
Bunch of drink, grass smoke
You can do them other drugs in the bathroom
Follow me, back home
It's a after party full of bad hoes
Bunch of drink, grass smoke
You can do them other drugs in the bathroom
Shorty Shorty lyrics - Kid Ink (feat. Roscoe Dash)
[Kid Ink:]
Yeah, I said it's Kid Ink baby, get 'em
[Roscoe Dash:]
Call me shorty shorty, I got all the shorties
Light skin, dark skin, all kind of shorties
Call me shorty shorty, I got all the shorties
Light skin, dark skin, all kind of shorties, tell 'em
Shorties, shorties, I got all the shorties
Shorties, shorties, I got all the shorties
Call me shorty shorty, I got all the shorties
Light skin, dark skin, all kind of shorties
[Kid Ink:]
Yeah, you could call me take her home shorty
Herbal Essence in me, I can make her moan shorty
Hit it so good, might break a bone shorty
And she calling right now, better take her phone shorty
You a ten in the game, naw this ain't notary
But she on my joy stick tryna play me 'til the morning
See the green light, headed straight for her Xbox
The ex shorty tell her suck it like xpock nigga
You could call her long drive shorty
Ride all night, no pit stop shorty
Is that your chick? Don't leave her lonely
Cause my middle finger's up, I don't give a fuck shorty, tell 'em
[Roscoe Dash:]
Call me shorty shorty, I got all the shorties
Light skin, dark skin, all kind of shorties
Call me shorty shorty, I got all the shorties
Light skin, dark skin, all kind of shorties, tell 'em
Shorties, shorties, I got all the shorties
Shorties, shorties, I got all the shorties
Call me shorty shorty, I got all the shorties
Light skin, dark skin, all kind of shorties
[Kid Ink:]
Said it's Kid Ink baby, 'bout to pop her gayno
Kick flip chicks, got them shorties like skaters
I ain't Chris Brown nigga but it's deuces to the haters
Bring your girl around me and watch it change her behaviour
Transform, turn her to a little freak, little freak
TLC shorty, finna creep
Better cuff your chick, we'll be outta here shortly
Get her in my circle, that's all like Porky
You know it's been this way since the shorty
I be in the section for the very important
Need some drink in my cup, baby you can pour it
Call me swisha sweet shorty, turn this room into a forest
[Roscoe Dash:]
Call me shorty shorty, I got all the shorties
Light skin, dark skin, all kind of shorties
Call me shorty shorty, I got all the shorties
Light skin, dark skin, all kind of shorties, tell 'em
Shorties, shorties, I got all the shorties
Shorties, shorties, I got all the shorties
Call me shorty shorty, I got all the shorties
Light skin, dark skin, all kind of shorties
[Kid Ink:]
Yeah, yeah, I see your shorty get it
Yeah, yeah, I see your shorty get it
Yeah, yeah, I see your shorty get it
Get it, get it, I see your shorty get it
Rocket ship shorty in this bitch right now
Phantom high in space, tell a nigga, "Come down"
Said it's rocket ship shorty in this bitch right now
Phantom high in space, tell a nigga, "Come down"
[Roscoe Dash:]
Call me shorty shorty, I got all the shorties
Light skin, dark skin, all kind of shorties
Call me shorty shorty, I got all the shorties
Light skin, dark skin, all kind of shorties, tell 'em
Shorties, shorties, I got all the shorties
Shorties, shorties, I got all the shorties
Call me shorty shorty, I got all the shorties
Light skin, dark skin, all kind of shorties
Double Take lyrics - Kid Ink (feat. Bei Maejor)
[Maejor:]
We be turning heads everywhere we go
I swear all of my nights look like a movie though
Body on my chick straight out a video
Pocket full of cash, every time we pass got you
Double take, double take
Double take, double take
I said it's money in my pocket, something in my cup
Put it in the air, put your money up
We be turning heads everywhere we go
I swear all of my nights look like a movie though
Body on my chick straight out a video
Pocket full of cash, every time we pass got you
Double take, double take
Double take, double take
I said it's money in my pocket, something in my cup
Put it in the air, put your money up
[Kid Ink:]
Let me see your hands like a stick up
I walk inside the club then I make your girl sit up
Like I was a trainer, make sure you get a picture
Take it home and frame it cause you know it's going down, drainer
I got a table on the club, a bottle of Patron
'Bout to take off, feeling like Megatron
She fucking with a nigga like the car that she on
Beat him on that ass, baby bring it back
Yeah, I said I'm Steve-O stunting
See the money and my clothes, Benjamin Button
Tonight you can blame it on the Henny
Rolling with some models, you could say I rock skinny's
Don't know how to jerk but errybody tipping
Watch them double take, call 'em Eddie Griffin
Nigga I'm so high that I ain't even tripping
But we be turning heads like an exorcism
[Maejor:]
We be turning heads everywhere we go
I swear all of my nights look like a movie though
Body on my chick straight out a video
Pocket full of cash, every time we pass got you
Double take, double take
Double take, double take
I said it's money in my pocket, something in my cup
Put it in the air, put your money up
We be turning heads everywhere we go
I swear all of my nights look like a movie though
Body on my chick straight out a video
Pocket full of cash, every time we pass got you
Double take, double take
Double take, double take
I said it's money in my pocket, something in my cup
Put it in the air, put your money up
[Kid Ink:]
Yeah, I say watch me make it levitate
I'm feeling myself, meditate
'Bout to roll one up, medicate
It's no niggas over here, segregate
Where my bitches? Tell me where my bitch is
Came to the club, no money but you tipping
Get it how you live it, I'm living like a script
See I'm so gone, deuces, mix it
We eating over here, everything catered
I got the key, rolling with Bei Maejor
Better watch your back, you better watch your girl
Cause one more drink and I swear that's not your girl
[Maejor:]
We be turning heads everywhere we go
I swear all of my nights look like a movie though
Body on my chick straight out a video
Pocket full of cash, every time we pass got you
Double take, double take
Double take, double take
I said it's money in my pocket, something in my cup
Put it in the air, put your money up
We be turning heads everywhere we go
I swear all of my nights look like a movie though
Body on my chick straight out a video
Pocket full of cash, every time we pass got you
Double take, double take
Double take, double take
I said it's money in my pocket, something in my cup
Put it in the air, put your money up
[Kid Ink:]
Huh, you could see it over here
Surreal niggas I can see you very clear
You ain't scared of nothing, we gon' party 'til it's over
And if you got a problem, holla at me when I'm sober
Cause you are messing up my high
Jet lag niggas messing up my time
You run your mouth while I run this city
Run this shit, yeah word to Jenai
[Maejor:]
We be turning heads everywhere we go
I swear all of my nights look like a movie though
Body on my chick straight out a video
Pocket full of cash, every time we pass got you
Double take, double take
Double take, double take
I said it's money in my pocket, something in my cup
Put it in the air, put your money up
We be turning heads everywhere we go
I swear all of my nights look like a movie though
Body on my chick straight out a video
Pocket full of cash, every time we pass got you
Double take, double take
Double take, double take
I said it's money in my pocket, something in my cup
Put it in the air, put your money up
Messin' Up My High lyrics - Kid Ink
I've been waiting for this song, all night
Sorry if I can't talk right now
But you messing up my high, high high high
Said you messing up my high, high high high
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Just turn up the music
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Just turn up the music
Turn it up, little higher
I just took a shot, got me feeling wired
I ain't finna talk, I came to shut it down
And I know you're tired with your running mouth
So give me 50 feet, please let the speakers break
Nah you don't need to sing or say a thing
Cause you messing up the song sorry but you messing up my zone
I've been waiting for this song, all night
Sorry if I can't talk right now
But you messing up my high, high high high
Said you messing up my high, high high high
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Just turn up the music
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Just turn up the music
Super high, Scotty beam me up
Buzz kill, why you tryna bring me down?
Shoe fly, cause I'm too fly
Talking out yo ass, 2 ply
I don't care what the word is
I'm sitting high on the plan no service
You're breaking up like a girl do
No I ain't tryna be rude
I've been waiting for this song, all night
Sorry if I can't talk right now
But you messing up my high, high high high
Said you messing up my high, high high high
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Just turn up the music
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Just turn up the music
Sorry I ain't tryna have a conversation right now
Just tryna hear the music with the speakers up loud
Feel good on the high I ain't tryna come down
I just need you to turn up the volume, turn up the volume, can you turn up the volume? Uh
I've been waiting for this song, all night
Sorry if I can't talk right now
But you messing up my high, high high high
Said you messing up my high, high high high
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Just turn up the music
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Don't wanna hear what you're talking 'bout
Just turn up the music
Closet Freak lyrics - Kid Ink
Yeah, girl we can chill
Get you to the crib, show you how I live
Put on your favourite song, lay you on the bed
Do a couple things I know that you ain't doing with your man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
She a closet freak, closet freak
Closet freak and I'mma bring her out
She a closet freak, closet freak
Closet freak and I'mma bring her out tonight
Said I'mma bring her out, bail bonds
Beat it up, like some alpines
Just take another shot, foul line
Energy like I'm running on some alkalines
Posing shins like pilates
Tase her too, she can feel it in her body
It's getting hot in here, just catch a tan
Cause girl I got a plan, I know that you ain't doing with your man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
She a closet freak, closet freak
Closet freak and I'mma bring her out
She a closet freak, closet freak
Closet freak and I'mma bring her out tonight
Cause baby he can't do it like I do
I know how to bring out a IQ
Good brain in the fast lane
So we don't play games like [?]
We from the ceiling to the floor
Got three things that you never did before
Eyes roll back, put her in a trance
See girl I got a plan, I know that you ain't doing with your man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
She a closet freak, closet freak
Closet freak and I'mma bring her out
She a closet freak, closet freak
Closet freak and I'mma bring her out tonight
Good girl gone bad know you heard of her
We wake the neighbours up, Disturbia
Got the lights off, no sheets
Headboard kno-knocking like the police
Cartwheels and handstands
Shit you never did with your last man
Don't got to say it again
But girl I got a plan, I know that you ain't doing with your man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
Got her doing things she ain't doing with her man
She a closet freak, closet freak
Closet freak and I'mma bring her out
She a closet freak, closet freak
Closet freak and I'mma bring her out tonight
Dancing On My Bed lyrics - Kid Ink
Yeah shawty do her thing in the club
But you should see her when I get her home
Wheen she dancing on my bed
Dancing on my bed
Said this is her favourite song
And she party all night long
When she dancing on my bed
Dancing on my bed
Yeah, gon' hop up on my server
Deaf in the sheets, do some things you never heard of
Come up out that water, watch, you could call me Rambo
Hop up on my bed, you could turn that shit into a dance floor
She got the bomb, true that
Blow that pussy up, boom cat
Got her begging for the John, Hughsack
Move that body all around like a Rubix
Like you, man you should have seen her
Dancing on my bed like a ballerina
Legs in the air, high mile club
Two pack shawty, all eyes on us
I said I love the way she be dancing on my bed
I love the way she be dancing on my, dancing on my bed
Yeah shawty do her thing in the club
But you should see her when I get her home
Wheen she dancing on my bed
Dancing on my bed
Said this is her favourite song
And she party all night long
When she dancing on my bed
Dancing on my bed
Yeah, you fine, thank God for a pair of eyes
Cause I could watch you all night like a marathon
Name ain't Lucy but I love the way you dancing on
My bed, blow my mind, atom bomb
And I be there to catch you if you fall
We in a room full of smoke, looking like the fog
It's okay to sprawl on this California king
And let this California nigga give you California dreams girl
Yeah shawty do her thing in the club
But you should see her when I get her home
Wheen she dancing on my bed
Dancing on my bed
Said this is her favourite song
And she party all night long
When she dancing on my bed
Dancing on my bed
Gettin' Good lyrics - Kid Ink (feat. Ya Boy)
[Kid Ink:]
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, hope you get it good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, hope you get it good
Yeah, I hope you see my clear
If it's a bunch of hoes, you probably see me near
Got everybody here and I'm feeling good
'Bout to pop another bottle, yeah we getting good
Let me get you right
It's Friday and I'm about to get you high
Get you good, smoking in the club
And you could tell the promoter we don't give a fuck
Everywhere I go, I get a lot of love
Everybody know my name, get a lot of pub'
Shades on, getting Hollywood
Get your cameras out, I hope you get it good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, hope you get it good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, hope you get it good
I hope you get it, got a table to see that
We ain't in a rush baby, I ain't Russell Simmons
But I'ma need a lawyer, tell me where is cousin Vinny
Cause I'ma set this club up like it's a parking ticket bitches
All around, got me going in circles
It's going down, underneath the surface
Tattoos, I'm in this bitch shirtless
You can hit it 'til you feel it in your sternum
Fresh to death, somebody tell me where the hearse it
I be in the club getting wetter than an urchin
Louisville swishers, I think I'm Barry Bond
Said it's no steroids but my drink is very strong
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, hope you get it good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, hope you get it good
[Ya Boy:]
My bitch from LA, my car from the future
I do it precious, Kelly Price, Rasputia
Them hoes know my name, 24 inches sitting on a Range
Tell the waitress more champagne, 'bout to get good, 'bout do my thing
My hoe's the bomb, draped in all new Louis Vuitton
Cheering for a nigga like they wearing skirts and pompoms
It's the rocker man, waitress more vodka, damn
I see you watching fam, hope I ain't got the soccer man
Cause I came to party, aw shit, your bitch just saw me
See I ain't Drake bitch, I meet you in the lobby
Then we can hit the room, baby off a 'shroom
Your girl like a movie cause she coming soon
[Kid Ink:]
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, hope you get it good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, yeah we getting good
Getting good, getting good, hope you get it good
360 lyrics - Kid Ink (feat. Meek Mill)
[Kid Ink:]
Yeah, I tell 'em money on, huh
I tell 'em 360, 360, 360
See the room spinning around, 360, 360, 360
Watch the money fall down, 360, 360, 360
Baby turn that ass around, 360, 360, 360
I know you see it go around, money full circle
Blunt in full circle, smoking on that colour purple
On the beat I go silly, real ugly motherfucker
Bitches love that I'm a rapper but she know I ain't a sucker
360, look might break your neck
Everybody double take now I'm late on set
Got a pocket full of green, faces like Gumbee
'Bout to take another round call it 720
Headed to the club going close in an hour
One on one on, East bound and down Kenny Powers
I just took off face look sour, I can here 'em screaming my name like Alvin
I'm just sitting back recline like Calvin
High you can see it in my eyes like Simon
Going way past 60
Girl I think you just missed me
I tell 'em 360, 360, 360
See the room spinning around, 360, 360, 360
Watch the money fall down, 360, 360, 360
Baby turn that ass around, 360, 360, 360
[Meek Mill:]
Yo I say what goes around comes around, 360
When it comes to bad bitches I keep three with me
One to fuck me good, one to suck me good
One to ride hard, hold the work tuck it good
Only thing I wish, I wish a motherfucker would
I'm living life and getting money like I fucking should
I'm on another level, that make you understood
Oh you ain't understanding, nigga I am making good
360, we make 'em 360
Popcorn looking like a box of rice crispy
If I don't make the record shit the feds gonna get me
Cause I'm gonna keep shining on these haters 'til they hit me
100 thousand dollars cash, $20 bills bitch, I be on that real shit
Tryna chase a mill shit
Just came back from Hollywood and Ill Will, the Will Smith
Right back to the hood with my goons tryna kill shit
[Kid Ink:]
I tell 'em 360, 360, 360
See the room spinning around, 360, 360, 360
Watch the money fall down, 360, 360, 360
Baby turn that ass around, 360, 360, 360
I said bitch I'm the bomb, everything hunneds
'Bout to take another round call it 9-hunned
Call me when you sitting home alone like Mc Culkin
'Bout to leave the club but I don't know where the fuck the sun is
See me speeding through the city like we racing in a summit
I ball, might crossover, hop step, dunk it
360, leave the hole open in a fast break
Why you think yo girl ain't call since the last date?
Huh, I'm gone, backspace
I've been rozay red, cafe
Bunch of bitches on they tippi toes like ballet
Smoking all day, have an eight in the ashtray
Get it good, hit it's feeling like a facelift
I don't recycle motherfucker I'm wasted
I got a head like Gena
And my bitch got an ass like Trina
I tell 'em 360, 360, 360
See the room spinning around, 360, 360, 360
Watch the money fall down, 360, 360, 360
Baby turn that ass around, 360, 360, 360
La La La lyrics - Kid Ink
La lalala lala
La lalala
Put it in the air, blunt so thick, got it looking like a flare ([?])
Eyes sitting low like I'm looking at a glare
Got your bitch in the stands and she's looking at a player
I never gave a fuck and I really don't care
Running circles round you niggas but you're really just squares
And you can't see me nigga cause your vision's impaired
I look better in the front like a set of veneers
Tell them hoes, flight down, flights out
All black, lights out
You know what it is, no time outs
Bitches going down, fly south
You getting played by the doorman
While I'm in this bitch getting paid for performing
Big bang 808, knock like the Mormons
See a bunch of hoes, tell the bouncer bring more in
You already know where I'm from so go ahead take another hit of the
I see you on the skyline, this high got me singing to the sky light ([?])
This high got me singing to the sky light, this high got me singing to the sky light
I just need a little time to get my mind right, see a couple pretty girls looking fine light
Holly, wood in her body, just roll up about to blow up like Saudi
Find me, riding in space with Wall-e, eunning from the cops like Rodney, don't mind me ([?])
Cause I ain't psychic, I'm just doing it like Nike
Sitting on a cloud like Zeus, just Skyping and I swear my bitch bad like Aphrodite
Fiesty, up through the nightly, Batman shorty
Tell her turn around and I back stabbed shorty
Put her right to sleep, yeah, I knapsack shorty
And I roll another one like a fat ass hoagie
Said I'm on some no buffer shit
You should get a load of it
Great, anything less will be lonely
We welcome to the la, la, la one from nigga all I hear is ra, ra, ra, tell 'em
La lalala lala
You already know where I'm from so go ahead take another hit of the
I see you on the skyline, this pack got me singing to the sky light
This high got me singing to the sky light, this high got me singing to the sky light
I just need a little time to get my mind right, see a couple pretty girls looking fine light, looking fine light
This high got me singing to the sky light, this high got me singing to the
Bitch
La lalala
[?]
La
[?]
Love Life lyrics - Kid Ink
Yeah, I wish I never had to leave
I wish this club never closed
And I know one thing that I'mma always do me
And never be what you want
And I know one thing, if I get one more drink
Then I'mma fly to the sky
And you won't see me, no more
Cause I'm so high and I don't wanna be nowhere else
Slow down, I ain't in a hurry, I'm having too much fun
Yeah baby, I love life, I love life
Day by day, you see me getting paid, never gon' stop, never gon' change
Yeah baby, I love life, I love my life
Uh, yeah, and I can't complain, did a lot of things I can't explain
But I know we had a good time, wish I go back, press rewind
But I gotta live for the moment, come home real late like Conan
And there ain't no telling when the show end, nigga probably won't leave 'til closing
Cause I'm cool like Free-On, chilling in my negative free zone
Somewhere in the cut, lesion, taking more shots than LeBron
Can't be last to the front, keep my chin up like Natalie Nunn
Ladies, I'm just trying to have a little fun and see which is the nastiest one
Slow down, I ain't in a hurry, I'm having too much fun
Yeah baby, I love life, I love life
Day by day, you see me getting paid, never gon' stop, never gon' change
Yeah baby, I love life, I love my life
I daydream, looking off, in space, tooking off
Sometimes life is a cookie jar, but I wouldn't trade it like a rookie card
Ha, I go rookie hard, stay wavy like a boogie board
Rolling with the surf club, one more drink and it's curtains
I said ain't nothing certain
But death, wish I could reverse her
One day it'll all seem worth it
Until then, you can live through my verses
Slow down, I ain't in a hurry, I'm having too much fun
Yeah baby, I love life, I love life
Day by day, you see me getting paid, never gon' stop, never gon' change
Yeah baby, I love life, I love my life
Yeah, I wish I never had to leave
I wish this club never closed
And I know one thing that I'mma always do me
And never be what you want
And I know one thing, if I get one more drink
Then I'mma fly to the sky
And you won't see me, no more
Cause I'm so high and I don't wanna be nowhere else
All I Know lyrics - Kid Ink (feat. Sterling Simms)
[Sterling Simms:]
All I know, better bring out ya shades for all those flashing light
They can make you blind
All I know, you probably can't see my wings
But I'm gon' touch the sky, all I got is time
[Kid Ink:]
And I just checked in, home suite, life like Zach and Cody
All I do is win, get a trophy, only need one shot like Kobe
Remember when they didn't know me? Now everybody mad cause I don't speak
We welcome to Hollywood, I was born here I can act Hollywood
I'm going in, mock me, with a rock star crew like Motley
Cross, God couldn't stop me, I can feel it getting closer than a Mach 3
Mach speed, high up
I can see the game, from the skybox, shades always on like Cyclops
[Sterling Simms:]
All I know, better bring out ya shades for all those flashing light
They can make you blind
All I know, you probably can't see my wings
But I'm gon' touch the sky, all I got is time
[Kid Ink:]
Yeah, and I can't waste none, but I got a little money we can waste some
See through you lames like a lace front, I came from the bottom like a bass drum
Used to stand outside of the club, know if I ain't about it then I ain't in the club
Soon as I walk in they eyeing in the club, bum ass niggas all they got is a mug
And I thank God from above, that I ain't getting locked up or dying from a slug
We just rhyming for love and I just want fans like I wear shiny gloves
Cause I'm off the wall, headed to the sky like I'm off the law
Treat it like Trina, I'mma beat the odds, bitch
[Sterling Simms:]
All I know, better bring out ya shades for all those flashing light
They can make you blind
All I know, you probably can't see my wings
But I'm gon' touch the sky, all I got is time
[Kid Ink:]
Yeah, I said you better get your Ray Bans, you can find me where the shade ends
I keep it real no pretend, you motherfuckers faker than a spray tan
Take another look a your G shot, I'm 'bout to blow up like a G Hiad
No rush, have patience cause all I got is time like flavour
Here we go again, I'm not the one to go against
I'll crush you niggas like a soda can, man
[Sterling Simms:]
All I know, better bring out ya shades for all those flashing light
They can make you blind
All I know, you probably can't see my wings
But I'm gon' touch the sky, all I got is time
Please lyrics - Kid Ink
Please don't hate on me
Please don't hate on me
Please, I know I shine
So bright
Please don't hate on me
Please don't hate on me
Please, I know I shine
So bright
Uh, they mad cause I'm shining, can't see what the time is
I ain't worried about comments, more worried 'bout when the money coming
Found money when I show up and I'm about to blow it all like I roll up
Geico Sonar, make this shit look easier than Rosa, ha
Smell the aroma, one hit will put you in a coma
All my brothers with me like Jonas, and I paint a perfect picture like Mona
Yeah, that good, and you ain't gotta tell me that I rap good
I'm just tryna stay humble, it's kinda hard when you shine like the sun though
Please don't hate on me
Please don't hate on me
Please, I know I shine
So bright
Yeah and you can never shame me, I got them going nuts, praline
You know it's going down, cave in, don't worry where I'm from, I'm an alien
And we ain't in the same league, Alumni, we the A-Team
You can find me anywhere the grass grow, face that, we don't even pass those
Toast to the assholes, shit, you can smell it with the bad clothes
Break down, roll up
Burn one, roaster, speeding through the city in a roadster
Bad bitch you can put her on a poster
No I am not a poser, so bright I can shine like I'm supposed to
Please don't hate on me
Please don't hate on me
Please, I know I shine
So bright
Yeah, sun high, come close, might need sun block
You know I got the loud, turnt up, click, pow, gun shot
Going over niggas heads like a home run, ain't tricking I don't wanna get your hopes up
Money put 'em under hypnosis, you rap too? We ain't even notice
I ain't even tryna play that, messing up my high, where the maid at?
Gotta stay fly, can't land, headed to the sky, Amen
Shine, Ray Bans, it's nothing like money, it's the fragrance
Ball like Magic Irving, all you gotta do is say the magic word
Please don't hate on me
Please don't hate on me
Please, I know I shine
So bright
Yeah, I said you better get your shades on
You better get your shades out, shine
You know what it is when we come round
All my niggas shine with the sun down
On a high, don't try to come down
Don't get lost boy, Batgang like I roll with the lost boys
Nightshift lyrics - Kid Ink
I see you, yeah, I see you over there
And you got my attention like you sick so over there
I swear, your body is so priceless
Girl, I could work you, will you let me get the night shift?
The night shift, I'mma clock in
Then hit it like I'm tryna get employee of the year
I said I'll never quit, but girl you so fire
Just tell me what I gotta do to get me hired
Uh, and I'mma take you higher, you need a background check, I got some priors
But I could work you all night, I hope you ready girl cause I'mma need some overtime
All right, start on the call right, full shift, I'm never on strike
We could get the bed rocking, you ain't seen nothing yet, baby I just clocked in
I see you, yeah, I see you over there
And you got my attention like you sick so over there
I swear, your body is so priceless
Girl, I could work you, will you let me get the night shift?
The night shift, I'mma clock in
Then hit it like I'm tryna get employee of the year
I said I'll never quit, but girl you so fire
Just tell me what I gotta do to get me hired
I'm down, for anything you into, bring a friend, we can have a group interview
Take it off, don't worry 'bout the dress code, give you the business girl, just be professional
Uh, just let me know, I work you out real late like a twenty-four
Yeah, no resume necessary, I'm on my job baby, you could be the secretary
I see you, yeah, I see you over there
And you got my attention like you sick so over there
I swear, your body is so priceless
Girl, I could work you, will you let me get the night shift?
The night shift, I'mma clock in
Then hit it like I'm tryna get employee of the year
I said I'll never quit, but girl you so fire
Just tell me what I gotta do to get me hired
Call me, twenty-four hours girl I'm open and I'mma get in it like I'm tryna get a bonus
Ah, I'm tryna get up on it, all night, you gon' call off in the morning
In the morning you gon' have to call off in the morning
Cause I'mma have you so tired, clean the desk like you just got fired
I see you, yeah, I see you over there
And you got my attention like you sick so over there
I swear, your body is so priceless
Girl, I could work you, will you let me get the night shift?
The night shift, I'mma clock in
Then hit it like I'm tryna get employee of the year
I said I'll never quit, but girl you so fire
Just tell me what I gotta do to get me hired
Situation lyrics - Kid Ink (feat. Kyle Christopher)
[Kyle Christopher:]
I don't have time to read your mind, girl just keep it straight and tell me
What's your situation? What's your situation?
Did you come alone or are you coming home with me tonight?
You coming home girl, you coming home girl
[Kid Ink:]
I think you should come alone girl, I don't wanna go alone so
Some with me cause I could use some company
And I ain't nothing like these wannabes
Baby there's only one of me
The ratio is one to three but you're the only one I see
We gon' tonight, I ain't tryna get stuck in the parking lot
Can't jut girl but we can walk it out
Let me show you what I'm talking 'bout
[Kyle Christopher:]
I don't have time to read your mind, girl just keep it straight and tell me
What's your situation? What's your situation?
Did you come alone or are you coming home with me tonight?
You coming home girl, you coming home girl
[Kid Ink:]
So tell me when you tryna leave girl
You ain't gotta act outta league
Cause we so major, so fresh
I don't need my make-up
Just do me one favour and keep it straight like shape-ups
I could be your saviour, tonight we don't need no labour
Cause we independent, one hit night, need an intervention
Naw I ain't tryna get offensive, I'm just tryna help you with your decision
[Kyle Christopher:]
I don't have time to read your mind, girl just keep it straight and tell me
What's your situation? What's your situation?
Did you come alone or are you coming home with me tonight?
You coming home girl, you coming home girl
[Kid Ink:]
It's only one situation left, Jersey Shore, DTF
I don't mean no disrespect, tryna leave before TMZ see us
You could stay the night, anything girl, just name the price
You a dime and I could change your life, Mac, make-up your mind
Let me take up your time
Feel me going up your spine
Now we could head out
Just tell 'em you're staying at your friend's house
[Kyle Christopher:]
I don't have time to read your mind, girl just keep it straight and tell me
What's your situation? What's your situation?
Did you come alone or are you coming home with me tonight?
You coming home girl, you coming home girl
Run This lyrics - Kid Ink
You don't want none with this, not only do I run but I lunge this shit
Smoke like I don't need lungs and shit, spit lit like two rubbing sticks
Wipe me down, better call Charmin, cuff yo chick kid so charming
I'mma make my way in Marlin, hit it and she gon' come back, karma
It's murder better call the coroner, they ain't wanna let me in they circle so I corner
When I'm done baby you can go on an put a fork in 'em, don't talk money then you sound like a foreigner
In my limelight I'm the sun of you, any list I'm the one and number two
No restroom, up all night, check the bottom of my shoes I don't walk I
Yeah, I got 'em, you know I
Leggo, yeah, I got 'em, you know I
I say what I want no censor, paper getting real long like a center
To the money soon as I enter, we know you ain't getting paid, interns
Being fly as a pre-set, everything on froze reset
You can't fuck with me you just celibate, with so many hoes mother fucker I can sell a bitch
Sick fever, right upside the head treat the beat like Teila
Member when I use to work the scales like leavers? Rap now but I'm still ducking the Zebras
You can never pass me gon' just face it, riding that beat like a motherfucking bass hit
I don't give a fuck who you run with I know they know who run this shit
Kill 'em, aye, you know I
Go, uh
Take Me Down lyrics - Kid Ink (feat. Chrishan)
[Kid Ink:]
Yeah, say they know how to find me
Just look up in the sky, haha
You see me going, fly away
You know what it is, I said
[Chrishan:]
I'm the first class flight head to the clouds
And you can never take me down, take me down, take me down (I said you can never take me down)
I know you probably mad at me now
But you can't take me down, take me down, take me down, but you can take it now (I said you can never take me down)
[Kid Ink:]
You can never take me down, I came too far for you to break me down now
It ain't even the same since you found out, shit be getting dirtier than down south
Mo money, mo problems, BIG said it, trying not to let this fame get me big headed
They say I'm luckier than 6 7, try to tell you motherfuckers than this shit's destined
And I can only live me life, I know it's hard for you to see me through the limelight
And you can't even tell me why you mad, madder than the Hatter always saying something bad
Tell me does it shock you to see me? Cause these people paid a lot to come see me
Never change like a hospital TV, cause they smoking like the top of a teepee, I said
[Chrishan:]
I'm the first class flight head to the clouds
And you can never take me down, take me down, take me down (I said you can never take me down)
I know you probably mad at me now
But you can't take me down, take me down, take me down, but you can take it now (I said you can never take me down)
[Kid Ink:]
No, this is everything I live towards, I'm sorry if you think I coulda did more
But tell me what I gotta front for? Can't knock my hustle like a front door
You can't touch me like the front room, you know when I spit it's like a monsoon
Somebody call 911, swear they gon' need a stretcher when I'm done
Money money money, only money on my mind, four chains, I can make it sunny all the time
If I get out of line, please don't blame me, I'm only an example of what the world made me
So drinks up 'til I'm six down, somebody roll up, I need a hit now
I said Judy couldn't judge me, so high baby, ain't no one above me, I'm on
[Chrishan:]
I'm the first class flight head to the clouds
And you can never take me down, take me down, take me down (I said you can never take me down)
I know you probably mad at me now
But you can't take me down, take me down, take me down, but you can take it now (I said you can never take me down)
Wait 4 Me lyrics - Kid Ink
[Hook]
Girl you can hit me on my phone whenever you are alone
Ready for me to come take you down
Baby girl I'm on my way, I don't mind that you play
You ain't gotta, you ain't gotta
Wait for me, wait for me, wait for me
Wait for me, wait for me, wait for me
Girl just make sure that you think of me
Think of me, think of me, think of me, think of me, think of me
[Verse 1]
Girl it's okay, you don't need to waste no time
I won't be jealous babe, just keep me on your mind
It ain't a crime go ahead and unwind
Nobody gotta know but me so baby don't be shy
You know your spots, just make sure that the door unlocked
When I walk in baby girl don't stop, I'mma sit back here for a minute and watch
I'm your biggest fan, when you get tired I can lend a hand
I'mma be back real soon, but 'til then girl you know what to do
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I know I'm running late, but here I come to help
Since you can't love me babe, until you can love yourself
Rub yourself, it turns me on when
You show me that you comfortable inside your own skin
So use your mind and baby not your eyes
And make sure you move your hips, counter clock wise
This ain't forever, just in the meanwhile
You can call me night time cause I bring them freaks out
[Hook]
[Bridge]
I said you ain't gotta wait
Just pulled up feeling good all day
Sorry that a nigga had to work so long
I was up in the studio making this song
[Hook]
100% lyrics - Kid Ink (feat. Chris Brown & Kevin McCall)
[Kid Ink:]
(K-K-K-K-K-Mac)
Yeah
You know I gotta keep it 100, ooh
100, it's Kid Ink (the Alumni)
Okay, I-I'm so fly, I feel like a swarm (go)
My time is money, ring the alarm (ooh)
Flip it to the ceilin', watch it do a somersault
Niggas say they run shit, I just see them runnin' out
D-Done it all, under the sun, ain't nothin' new (no)
Coming through the Westside, lookin' for the W (yeah, woo)
Still on that bullshit, I can't even utter you (go)
Money's all I talk, got a pocket full of honeydew
That'll make honey do a-anythin' I wanna
Take her by the head, Stone Cold Stunner, uh
Baby, rockin' like the wire
High out my mind, I'm a frequent flier (go)
It's CB and Tha Alumni
Got them hoes standin' at attention like a drumline
Keep it 100, I would take all of you combined
Kid Ink but I do it big, plus size (ooh)
[Kevin McCall & Kid Ink:]
G-G-Get it how I live it, come faster than I could spend it (spend it)
Money to the ceilin', bitch, I'm in the buildin' (ceilin')
I'm a giant in the room full of midgets (tell 'em)
Money talks so don't say nothin' unless you talkin' business (woo)
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
[Kevin McCall:]
Lemme count this money
One million, two million
Put this up for my new car, save that for my baby momma
And all you bums can keep the change
Beats I be servin', Saks Fifth splurgin'
Diamonds got so many cuts, call my jeweler the surgeon
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, label me the virgin
I'm hot b-b-burnin', like when you leave a perm in
Everywhere I go these hoes be diggin' in they purses for a Sharpie
'Cause they tryna get the autograph in cursive
Little bit of Coke mixed with a lot of bourbon
Got your boy leanin', sorry if my words slurrin'
Swervin' in that DB9 on purpose
The roof disappear, call it magic like Earvin Johnson
G-Get up off my johnson, no more ridin' dick
Shawty, this ain't magic mountain
I've been killin', killin' every song that I been spittin' on
And if I ain't spittin', bet it's somethin' that I written on
Can't even say it was a long road gettin' on
Only took a year and a half and now I'm shittin' on 'em
[Kevin McCall & Kid Ink:]
G-G-Get it how I live it, come faster than I could spend it (spend it)
Money to the ceilin', bitch, I'm in the buildin' (ceilin')
I'm a giant in the room full of midgets (tell 'em)
Money talks so don't say nothin' unless you talkin' business (woo)
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
[Chris Brown:]
Yeah, I got them bulletproof Ray Bans so haters never in my head
Money hungry good for me, yeah, I call it wheat bread
Ladies say I'm long strokin', yeah, that's what she said
Crib like a castle so I'm fuckin' on that king spread
Hahaha, big ballin', fuck a loft
And money turn me on so I had to fuck it off
Skinny ass nigga's pockets lookin' so bulimic
And I never spill my drink, you can call me Tempur-Pedic
Allergic to the haters, addicted to the money
You askin' why I'm laughin' 'cause all of you niggas funny
And they call me Action Jackson 'cause every d-day I'm stuntin'
And I'm writin' hit songs like it's nothin'
So nigga, you buggin', frontin', what you think this is, hoe?
Paparazzi tryna pop me everywhere that Chris go
Never been no sucker, no lame, mad nigga
And your flow is more watered down than a drain, ass nigga
[Kevin McCall & Kid Ink:]
G-G-Get it how I live it, come faster than I could spend it (spend it)
Money to the ceilin', bitch, I'm in the buildin' (ceilin')
I'm a giant in the room full of midgets (tell 'em)
Money talks so don't say nothin' unless you talkin' business (woo)
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
4186 Freestyle lyrics - Kid Ink
Ayy
Yeah (Rocketshipshawty)
Yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah
Ooh-ooh, yeah (Neezy m'a dit fait du sale), ayy
Look at me now (Now)
I just sticked out of the crowd (Woah)
You niggas forgetting the style (Clear)
I ain't feel like this in a while (Woah)
You niggas been counting me out (Out)
Where you been gettin' yo' doubt? (Wait)
Hunnid K just for the smile, uh
I found that shit in the couch (Ooh)
Tell 'em I really been living that shit that you niggas just say out ya mouth
Switchin' the lanes and I'm changin' the routes
Body this shit and I bag it like Ralph's
Back in the day, I just feel like it happened
Movin' too fast, can't nobody catch him (Nyoom)
Ash, they will not last
Hittin' the gas, raising the flag
The man's downhill, forever continue
I'm tryna eat everything on the menu
They can't get nothin', not even a little
Don't try to touch it, I promise I'll end you
I torture these niggas like, "Tell me who send you"
Sittin' so high, I can not get a signal
Signal-signal, I am a loose cannon
Really ain't no tellin' what I'm fin' do
Poppin' shit is automatic
I don't hear these haters, static (What?)
Talkin' shit about my status
Wouldn't pull up to my palace, uh
Nigga I'll wait (Wait)
Here go the code to the gate (Gate)
Pussy ain't bustin' no grapes (No)
Check the security tapes (Hey)
I did this shit in a take (Woo-hoo)
There ain't no time I can waste
The game in a critical state (True)
Nobody safe (Wait)
Niggas gettin' kicked straight into the curb
All this pressure bad for my nerves
Way I been killin' 'em, I can make first
Push of the button, I just gotta say the word
Back tats, you already know the game
Backhand feel heavy with the ring
Money in the air, made it through the rain
Long shot, but you know I'm crazy with the aim
Headlock, girl, crazy with the brain
Might just check up and they all complain
I be up all night rockin' (Uh-huh)
Niggas ain't never playin' possum (Uh-huh)
Real ones know, call me Rocket (Rocket)
Name on that bitch is a profit, uh
Doin' this shit outta pocket (Uh-huh)
You can learn somethin' nigga, just watch this
This shit ain't no game
We don't work the same (No)
Verse ain't no exchange
Broke niggas complain (Hold up)
Complain all you want (Tell 'em)
Want more? Hop in front (Tell 'em)
Frontin' on me ain't nothin' (Uh)
Nothin' I need, got money (Hold up)
The fuck you just standing 'round? (Hold up)
Wearing them hand-me-downs (Hold up)
I still ain't run out of rounds (No)
I'ma keep layin' 'em down (Pow)
Look at me now
I just sticked out of the crowd
You niggas forgetting the style, uh
I ain't feel like this in a while (One time)
You niggas been counting me out, uh (Countin')
Where you been gettin' yo' doubt? Uh (Wait)
Hunnid K just for the smile, uh
I found that shit in the couch
Rocketshipshawty (Woo)
Bad Habit lyrics - Kid Ink
I know we haven't really talked
And we don't always get along
But you got what I like, you got what I like
I know you got choices all in your DM
Brand new niggas tryna be a new friend
But I got what you like
Until you find some brand new
Gotta stick to what you used to
Girl you know I'm calling for you
Pull up, you know imma come thru
Until you find some new
No, no, nothing wrong
We're doing what we do what we use to, babe
I got what you like
'Cause baby you my bad habit
But you know I ain't mad at it
'Cause can nobody love you, babe
Do you like I do you, babe
'Cause baby you my bad habit
You know I ain't mad at it
'Cause can nobody love you, babe
You might let them take you out
But you still come home and get me with they waited for
Me what they paying for
'Cause I know your body
You just talking to them 'cause baby, I'm not around
Baby I'm out of town
I know we got differences
But we agree on this everytime
Until you find some brand new
Gotta stick to what you used to
Girl you know I'm calling for you
Pull up, you know imma come thru
Until you find some new
No, no, nothing wrong
We're doing what we do what we use to, babe
I got what you like
'Cause baby you my bad habit
But you know I ain't mad at it
'Cause can nobody love you, babe
Do you like I do you, babe
'Cause baby you my bad habit
You know I ain't mad at it
'Cause can nobody love you, babe
Woo, yeah
Ah, ah
Oh yeah, woo
Until you find some
Bats Fly lyrics - Kid Ink (feat. Rory Fresco)
CashMoney AP
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one
Guys, okay, this came out amazing
Woo, soon as I step in this bitch
Let them racks fly
Walk up in your shit with my whole clique, we let them bats fly
Smoke, peas like black eye
Run up on me, get black eyed (Brrt)
I'ma let the bats fly
Killin' shit just like the bad guy
Woo, soon as I step in this bitch
Let them racks fly
Walk up in your shit with my whole clique, we let them bats fly
Smoke, peas like black eye
Run up on me, get black eyed (Brrt)
I'ma let the bats fly
Killin' shit just like the bad guy
Woah, bitch, call me if it's [?]
Just don't call me Kid (No)
I do shit too big (Ayy)
THC, no cig (Smoke), all you smoke is mid
Take my hat, this [?] (Ayy)
They don't sell this shit at lease, either
Chips in my pocket, no chip in my shoulder
Still the same niggas from back in the [?] (Ayy)
Sleepin' on me, you must be in the coma
Told all my niggas the game and it's over (Over)
Police keep pullin' over, they checking the back of the trunk
All they see is a motor
Heard I was killing these niggas
Bad guy, I don't need a [?] (No)
Don't need a [?] assist
Know that it's summer but I got a million to wrist (Wrist)
Close up in e-intimate
We only see you when you on the e-internet
Shit could get ignorant
God, please, forgive me, I see it again (God)
Came from the ceiling, feelin' so limitless
Off of that pill again
Ayy, up all night like insomniacs (Woo)
Ayy, mix the water with the party packs (Yeah)
Ayy, I'm the truth, check your polygraph
Ayy, if they say I did it, then it's probably facts
Woo, soon as I step in this bitch
Let them racks fly
Walk up in your shit with my whole clique, we let them bats fly
Smoke, peas like black eye
Run up on me, get black eyed (Brrt)
I'ma let the bats fly
Killin' shit just like the bad guy
Woo, soon as I step in this bitch
Let them racks fly
Walk up in your shit with my whole clique, we let them bats fly
Smoke, peas like black eye
Run up on me, get black eyed (Brrt)
I'ma let the bats fly
Killin' shit just like the bad guy
Middle finger to the other side
If it's money, I can't let you slide
Bitch, slippery wet (Oh)
I ain't hit nothin' but net (No)
Foot on they neck (Wait)
Niggas ain't even a threat
Back on the track and I'm running this shit
Milli', I need a hundred this year
You scared of the money, I show 'em no fear
Show up, you know it's a family affair
See, I got all of my niggas here
I'm number 1 but I'm with a 10
But she know I ain't no minute man (No)
I get shit off and I'm in it again
Nigga, your time is up (Up)
Had a lil' fun, but we see your kind enough (Ayy)
You be online too much, lyin' too much (Wait)
Only in God we trust
Bat gang, bat gang, bat gang
We all rock the same chain
Throwin' paper, airplanes
Baby, I can't complain (Woo)
Woo, soon as I step in this bitch
Let them racks fly
Walk up in your shit with my whole clique, we let them bats fly
Smoke, peas like black eye
Run up on me, get black eyed (Brrt)
I'ma let the bats fly
Killin' shit just like the bad guy
Woo, soon as I step in this bitch
Let them racks fly
Walk up in your shit with my whole clique, we let them bats fly
Smoke, peas like black eye
Run up on me, get black eyed (Brrt)
I'ma let the bats fly
Killin' shit just like the bad guy
Big Burna lyrics - Kid Ink & Wiz Khalifa
[*lighter flicks*]
I...I...ism
Wooooo!
Big burna, daze of burna
Big burna baby
Big burna, daze of burna
Big burna baby
Big burna, daze of burna
Big burna baby
Big burna, daze of burna
Kid Ink
Big burna
Smoke fire like the furnace
Reggie blunts I just curve 'em
To the left baby don't fuck the turn up
Frontos no more backwood
Out of Cali know the pack good
Put the blunt to the lips when she run her mouth
No sticks smell a seed, better throw it out
4:20 on the rollie
Cut the leaf like shinobi
Never lowkey
We be high up in the nosebleeds
Goin OT
Sweatsuit feelin' cozy
Rockshipshawty the chiefa
I walk in this bitch smell like carti and reefa
Just watch how you hit it lil bae that's a sleeper
She call when she needa...
Big burna, daze of burna
Big burna baby
Big burna, daze of burna
Big burna baby
Big burna, daze of burna
Big burna baby
Big burna, daze of burna
She wanna get up in the car with Khalifa
Don't blow up her phone I just call when I need her
Yellow gold with the chrome
Matching all foreign features
Put her down on all fours
On the floor
That's what her knees for
Pick it up stick your tongue out
Lick it up
You a lesbian tonight you want dick or what
He a lame I'm a boss
Tell him give it up
One night this your life
Girl give it up
Pour drink sip it up
Bomb weed twist it up
I'ma pimp he a trick tell him spend it up
I got bitches like doctors got stitches
And I always keep one in the cut
Telling me you miss me
Send a picture of it
Anytime I shoot my shot
I'ma hit it: buckets!
Telling me I do it better than your nigga does it
You fuckin wit a...
Hahahahaa
Ugh!
Khalifa man
And if I put you on game
You game for life
You ain't my muthafuckin' wife
Hahahaha
Ugh!
Big burna, daze of burna
Big burna baby
Big burna, daze of burna
Big burna baby
Big burna, daze of burna
Big burna baby
Big burna, daze of burna
Blowin Swishers lyrics - Kid Ink
Yeeaah, Uh
Come in where I wanna
Eyes wide shut, clothes reek of marijuana
It's stuffy up in here, got it looking like a sauna
Smoking kills, Terminator, you can call it Sarah Conner
Got you coughing, like you got a cold nigga
Fuck you doin? Blowin swishers
Man and I'm high as hell
Yeah my life is like a movie hope you got a still
I'm ill mufucka, I don't need a meal
But my pockets got the munchies and feed em well
Why your money lookin like it's on the diet pill?
I can eyeball that, I ain't gotta scale
Split it down, dump it nigga
Fuck you doin? Blowin swishers
And I'm tryna smoke with all of y'all
Rolling papers, man I feel like a ball hog
I can't pass that the way I hit
That's only one round, Mike Tyson
Ain't no papers in my house, I don't write shit
But your bitch is prolly here on a nightshift
Baby stop by the store, but I don't need liquor
Fuck you doin? Blowin swishers
Cause I'mma get you high tonight
Once you learn how to roll, it's a riding bike
Said I'm over niggas heads on Cloud 9
Fuck what you got, my nigga smell mine
This ain't a art gallery, why everybody starin'?
Got a house full of bunnies where the fuck is Anna Faris?
I'm in the cut, you can keep your Rizla's
Fuck you doin? Blowin swishers
And I don't wanna hear that it tastes good
One hit of this, you feel it and your face good
We cookin baby you can meet me over here
Got everybodys eyes lookin' medium rare
How I'm comin on the beat is fucking really unfair
See the haters talk shit, but I really don't care
You can all suck a dick and feel it in your throat nigga
Fuck you doin? Blowin swishers
Bom Bom lyrics - Kid Ink
Know you see me sitting on the cloud high
Fresh up out the kitchen
Broke that bitch right up on that counter top
Me and Mary Jane, Bloody Mary's in the mirror
Say my name three times, I'll be there with that killer
Can you smell what we smoking on
Let me break it down, nugget size of a poke-ball
Doctor Green Thumb
Swear just one pick up have your finger
Feeling like the back side of a sticker
Only rolling (Bom Bom), need a swisher
Shawty says she got a pom pom
She ain't right now girl, it don't matter to me
No subtraction, tell 'em I'm a addict baby, ugh
It feels like I'm in a daze, my mind in a haze
You can see it in my ways uhh
But we do this everyday, anybody got a problem wit it
You know what I'm saying ah
Roll up, Roll up, Roll up, Roll up, Roll up
Get right to it, you ain't even gotta ask
You know what the fuck I'm doing
I roll it like a diploma, high up
Trying not to fall in a kush coma, yeah (Yeah)
Second hand smoke, just from the aroma, yeah (Yeah)
Smell that loud niggas telling me to tone it down
Ugh got a nigga barely moving
Stoned like I've been eye fucking with Medusa
Right to the medulla, nah this ain't a Cuban
But it make your blunt look skinny like a q-tip
We-we-we blowing up bombs
So just relax, sit back and kick off your toms
You're looking for the light, I got it like Tron
Ain't nobody on the level that I'm on, ugh
It feels like I'm in a daze, my mind in a haze
You can see it in my ways uhh
But we do this everyday, anybody got a problem wit it
You know what I'm saying ah
Roll up, Roll up, Roll up, Roll up, Roll up
Get right to it, you ain't even gotta ask
You know what the fuck I'm doing
Broken Promises lyrics - Kid Ink
(Yeah)
You... Don't... Want the trouble (hah hah)
I see you talkin',
Can't hear cuz the music loud,
Look up & everybody's doin' music now
Know we hustle, stick together like a uni brow
But every time your niggas see me,
I be lookin' down
Cuz I remember way back when,
Ya'll niggahs tryna B-D way back then
And I was up all night, no restin'
And now u tryna steal my dreams like inception
But you'll wake up soon,
Tick tick boom all the way ya you
Ima bout to blow up, C4 niggah
Hear me singin', fuck u like Cee Lo niggah
Cuz all I see CB4 Spitters
Everybody think they gotta "need no spirit"
Just seems like paris got
Little niggahs lookin at me like parents
I'm obviously was appearin'
Tell em they can never seize my appearance
Stay High, Ima airhead
Know we came a long way from a airbed
Junior high, niggah couldn't get a pair of Jay's
Now I can fuck anything with a pair of legs
Say a word? I ain't gotta say a word
My name is... she say it first
Gettin paid, just to say a verse
I'm grateful that I ain't have to see a Hurse
And neither did my best mans
But I can still count my friends on my left hand
Life's a test, feels more like a pop quiz
So you better pay attention 'fore you cop shit
Too hot in the kitchen niggah hop step
I be up inside that bitch like top chef
And if I can give any advice,
You gotta fuck up 'fore you get shit right
Just when it feels like every things getting promising
Now I need a cast for all these broken promises
Gotta stay ready, get set
Tryna make it through the storm like the dailyest catch
I'm in the building but they really expect
Cuz I see a couple rats got cheese need traps
A couple naps now I'm eatin up the track
Sound so sweet but I'm going for the plack
And if you ain't following me get a map
Bout to roll up motherfucker,
Get a match, uh
Buck Wild lyrics - Kid Ink
Mr. Sean Brown
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I brought the gang with us
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, bust it down
Buck & Wild, yeah, that's my style, yeah
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it, fuck it up
Puffing out your chest (yeah)
Stretched to the [?]
Baby working out and flex
Why we fuck it, fuck it up?
I go porno with the check, ayy
Roll that motorboat, got that chicken with the breast
Sitting on them hills, I [?] up, don't need no telly (no)
Seen your big ol' ass but that waist is like [?] (woah)
Tell me what's the charge like car, like I'm Nelly
Party in my pants, turn that fetty to confetti (woah)
Fuck it up, duck if you bug (woah)
They lie enough, in funds I trust
Niggas hopped up in my lane, I just switch up in and adjust
Hit the button, leave the dust
Baby, know I'm in a rush to see you
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, bust it down
Buck & Wild, yeah, that's my style, yeah
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, off the fly, screaming fuck the other side
Don't be sly, get you high, I got all of the supplies
Can't deny where I'm from, L.A. city I [?]
No surprise, feel like Pac and twist my fingers in a knot
Hold it, hold it down, I'm it fuck around and drown, yeah
Chuck stay around, got the hammer, fix your frown, yeah
Niggas swear they it, yeah, you look just like a clown
Say, my name and that money hold weight
Pound cake
Fuck shit up, forty-two, she flush
Rock and [?], stuff
With that Mac for [?]
Tell her back it up, repeat-peat while I'm pulling on her feefi
Going ape shit like [?], watch them hunnids go Hoodini, yeah
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, bust it down
Buck & Wild, yeah, that's my style, yeah
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Cana lyrics - Kid Ink (feat. 24hrs)
[Kid Ink:]
Yeah, oh, ooh
Oh, oh, oh
Tropicana
Baby, can I?
I got, I got, I got Tropicana
When I come into the spot they go Bananas
Head down to my shoe, drippin like the juice
See I'm living proof I got the juice I got the juice
I got, I got, I got Tropicana
When I pull up they can't touch me I go hammer
Head down to my shoe, drippin like the juice
See I'm living proof I got the juice I got the juice
Pour me up a four four
Drop it down and lean Ah
See you body cocoa
You tannin in that bikin-ah
Tappin on that Ass While I'm tappin this tequila
Knackin' actin Sister Sister with yo friend you must be Tia
Everytime I pull out what I smoke look like Irie doe
And everytime we party like my nigga just got free tho
We might not see the same world look different thru my Dita's
These hoes is all the same so I act different when I meet em
Switchin it up
Suicide watch, wrist with the cuts
Watch how I bust
Baby, you been with the shits and don't bother to flush
Sprayin the Dom, Bat is the gang and you know that we up to the sun
King of the city out in LA and I feel like LeBron
I got I got I got Tropicana
When I come into the spot they go Bananas
Head down to my shoe, drippin like the juice
See I'm living proof I got the juice I got the juice
I got I got I got Tropicana
When I pull up they can't touch me I go hammer
Head down to my shoe, drippin like the juice
See I'm living proof I got the juice I got the juice
[24hrs:]
Ooh Hoola Hoop Diamonds
Billboard 20 yeah 20 keep climbing
Ooh play my shit
Yeah everybody know Kid Ink got hits
Ooh Lambo Fast (huh)
Racked up shawty with the digital dash (huh)
Drinkin a Stella (huh)
Mason Margiela say I'm a good fella (huh)
Baby go spend it that pussy amazing I got no limit
I'm in it to win it
20 I'm off to Denace the Menace
She made me breakfast
Eggs and Grits wit a Tropicana
I'm on the bottom
Better angle for the camera
Miss Tropicana body tastes like Yogurt
Miss Tropicana know that she do Yoga
Miss Tropicana got stripes like she a Bengal
Miss Tropicana know all of the angles
[Kid Ink:]
I got I got I got Tropicana
When I come into the spot they go Bananas
Head down to my shoe, drippin like the juice
See I'm living proof I got the juice I got the juice
I got I got I got Tropicana
When I pull up they can't touch me I go hammer
Head down to my shoe, drippin like the juice
See I'm living proof I got the juice I got the juice
Champion lyrics - Kid Ink
Champion
Uh, I got a plan hit 'em with the switcher
Need my name at the top when you pour the list up
Everyday I treat the game like it's just a pickup
Treat a hundred for the club like it's just a pickup
Follow my pride and I did it all without a hiccup
Momma glad, tell me why you mad? Go get you a snicker
And when I tell my story it ain't for you to get sentimental
Where's the motivate? Gotta hussle like tha late great (Great)
Champion
I'm a champion
Champion
I'm a champion
Take another hit then I'm blowing down your fortress
Biggie with the .44 coming up your doorstep
Place so big gotta eat it with a forklift
Still tryna get richer, teacher told me to have more sense
I'm going in (goin' in), great number one like my Jordans
Once I get that trophy I'ma pour in it
Ride around the city doing tours with it
I'm still here, ten toes down to the floor with it (Tell 'em)
Champion
I'm a champion
Champion
I'm a-
Wait
Not just me but the whole team did it
Go and get them fitted
Tell 'em that's my word, either you rock with it or lean with it
Put a rich to your plans, you and all of your mans
Never had no shit, you never had no chance
Butter up that will, watch me slide it for the win
Head up to the stands, blessings amen
Restless, caged in
Watch when I'm lose
I will not lose
Y'all better move
Champion
I'm a champion
Champion
I'm a champion
Copy That lyrics - Kid Ink
You can catch me with the possé
Riding right behind me
Everybody in no matter where the cops be
Tell my bitch that she don't need a job like Tommy
Sit behind the rope feeling like Jim Ross
Only nigga that you know
In your city selling out the fucking show
Curtain closed on you nigga, just a joke
I been sitting sky high
Blunt full of fire, neck full of dry ice
It's Alumni army, copy that
Batgang in this bitch, where Ozzy at?
Biting heads off of all competition
Selling niggas game, I need all my commission
Listen
Keep it real baby, can't nobody fool me
In my own lane now I'm going full speed
Ain't alone, no I came with the full team
Ain't nobody in the way, I'm going full speed
I'm a young gunner, can't stop, won't stop
On a mission nigga, missionary on top
Rap radio killer, it's an onslaught
Feel like I'm looking in the mirror, get your own style
You're used to them lames, won't comment on it
Know you never seen this many bottles coming
Baby I'm the man, you should know about me
Throwing ones, I can't even see the floor around me
Tell the waitress I need change
One night with me your life will never be the same
Bitch I'm just flexing and finessing
With my main chick and my two niggas Smith and Wesson
Keep it real baby, can't nobody fool me
In my own lane now I'm going full speed
Ain't alone, no I came with the full team
Ain't nobody in the way, I'm going full speed
Dead Wrong lyrics - Kid Ink
(Benjamin and Pil)
Sorry if you feel like I was dead wrong
I'm just tryna keep my head on, ayy
Know we made it through the bad zone
I don't wanna hear no sad songs
Sorry if the shit I say is dead wrong
It's the part that we ain't plan on, ayy
Ain't a lap, bitch, this a marathon
But I ain't gon' be playin' fair long
Came into this shit without no big homie (Woo)
Watch 'em disappear, they couldn't bet on me
Made it to the top, but shit was real lonely
Ain't nobody show us nothin', engine still roarin'
Where the pressure? I don't stress it, never see me foldin'
Bustin' down the zaza, I gotta keep it rollin'
Yeah, twistin' up, but the bitch straight
We already made a million of a mixtape
World tourin', label askin' how we doin' this
Never had no handouts, had to prove this shit
Yeah, I made a couple moves I wouldn't do again
Please forgive me for my foolishness, still new to this
Sorry if you feel like I was dead wrong
I'm just tryna keep my head on, ayy
Know we made it through the bad zone
I don't wanna hear no sad songs
Sorry if the shit I say is dead wrong
It's the part that we ain't plan on, ayy
Ain't a lap, bitch, this a marathon
But I ain't gon' be playin' fair long
Get that shit by any means, yeah
Got a family and some kids to feed
On the way, I ain't mean to make no enemies
You ain't gotta say it, I can feel your energy, ayy
Interviews, playin' politics, I'm tired of this
Tried to put me on the shelf like some condiments
I just got up off the phone with my bottom bitch
Told that nigga let it go and keep it bottled in
Niggas act like they don't know, but that's a big bluff
Watch 'em come right back around like they missed us
I ain't trippin', knew this shit was just a hiccup
Now the clip fully loaded, got this shit tucked
Sorry if you feel like I was dead wrong
I'm just tryna keep my head on, ayy
Know we made it through the bad zone
I don't wanna hear no sad songs
Sorry if the shit I say is dead wrong
It's the part that we ain't plan on, ayy
Ain't a lap, bitch, this a marathon
But I ain't gon' be playin' fair long
Do It For LA (LAFC Anthem) lyrics - DJ Flict, Kid Ink & B-Real
Woo
It's game time
One time for the 3252
Y'all know what it is
City of Angels
Ya we gone do it for LA
"LA"
I love this city go LA
"LA"
LAFC all day all day all day
Kickin fire to the flame
"Kick the Fire"
Ya we gone do it for LA
"LA"
I love this city go LA
"LA"
LAFC all day all day all day
Ya we gone do it for LA
Ya we gone do it for LA
With the Clique
LA on the fitted
All black tee long live Nipsey
Palm trees
Hundred degrees
Baby came here for the summer and they leave
Know the dream need the cup and the ring
On a PJ with the team we ain't sitting by the wing
Hit the block like a 96 Impala
See what's tatted on my body
Ya we gone do it for LA
"LA"
I love this city go LA
"LA"
LAFC all day all day all day
Kickin fire to the flame
"Kick the Fire"
Ya we gone do it for LA
"LA"
I love this city go LA
"LA"
LAFC all day all day all day
Ya we gone do it for LA
Ya we gone do it for LA
Home of the stars
The candy cars the game is ours
You want the glory you know the story one common cause
Bring home the title
Yea we hold it up in celebration
Run the flag high
Ain't know need for conversation
LA city the city of champions if you feel me
Everybody make some noise yea we in the building
Champagne spilling
The thrill of victory
LAFC it's history
Ya we gone do it for LA
"LA"
I love this city go LA
"LA"
LAFC all day all day all day
Kickin fire to the flame
"Kick the Fire"
Ya we gone do it for LA
"LA"
I love this city go LA
"LA"
LAFC all day all day all day
Ya we gone do it for LA
Ya we gone do it for LA
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