Givenchy Kickin (feat. Lil Baby & Lil Tjay)

$1,000 Givenchy's, you can't kick it with me

I used to ride on a 10-speed, now I'm in a Bentley

I heard they out to get me, so I grip tight on this .50

Wild boy known to get busy, check out my drip, I'm spiffy

We got a whole lotta bullets, lil bro got the glizzy, but I got a choppa in the trunk

50K up in my jeans, it look like my pockets just caught a new case of the mumps

I need that fetti on fetti, these **** be jealous, these **** be bitches, they punk

I hope you ready, I'm ready, I know 'bout some killers that carry machetes and pumps

Leave 'em like Nutty Professor, he Klump

I made a million, it still ain't enough

I poured a four to serve in my cup

These ****'s be talking, boy, shut the fuck up

Drippin' like a bitch, get a **** stuck up

I just hit another lick, yeah, a **** lucked up

I was rolling off the drugs, got a **** fucked up

We gon' send a couple shots, **** better buck up

Spit your game, talk your shit, boy

It's real in the field, better grab your stick

Lean go too cold, better grab your bitch

I'm too good with the words, when I shoot, I don't miss

All this smoke, I got to light one

All these opps, I gotta strike one

Wanna tweak with the gang, you got the right ones

Come down bad, got blood on my ones

We used play in them hallways with them walkie-talkies

Now it's just hot babes, when we here while we talking

Money ain't in your conversation, ****, then why we talking?

'Cause I've been getting money too often, fuck a lil bitch, I'm ballin'

$1,000 Givenchy's, you can't kick it with me

I used to ride on a 10-speed, now I'm in a Bentley

I heard they out to get me, so I grip tight on this .50

Wild boy known to get busy, check out my drip, I'm spiffy

What you callin' in the cut, yeah

I can't talk about my opp, they dead

Rather talk about that guap, instead

Every **** on my roster playin'

New Amiri jeans, fuck it, I'm a fiend

I done got the bitch a loft and all

I done seen **** runnin' up-down, keep it real, then I watch them fall

I hit the gas, I don't stop for laws

I went from rags to racks in walls

I'm on they ass, if cash involved

Now my shit passin', wall to wall

I ain't ask shit for a minute, as soon as I get it, I feel like I have to ball

Big team player, pass the ball

They was hatin' on me, passed them all

I got some ****'s who sittin' in prison, I'm with them, I'm tryna get passed the wall

$1,000 shoes, wear 'em one time

We don't fuck with them, they ain't our kind

VVS stones, I bet that shine

I been all on the road for this

Couple ****'s dead and gone, I miss

I've been ridin' in the Ghost for this

$1,000 Givenchy's, you can't kick it with me

I used to ride on a 10-speed, now I'm in a Bentley

I heard they out to get me, so I grip tight on this .50

Wild boy known to get busy, check out my drip, I'm spiffy

We like the youngest ****'s coming up

Say you a shooter, ****, you a bluff

I swear the money giving me a rush

Bitches see diamonds, now they wanna touch

AP is heavy bitch, sittin' on my hand

She's in a frenzy, I don't give a damn

Too many Glocks on us, for it to jam

Money and a burner, ****, leave a tan

I'ma just leave a **** in the sand

Or I can get a hitta for a band

Fuck all that talkin', now I got a plan

I'ma just move it until they understand

**** woke up, posting on the 'gram

Still in the trap, sorry Uncle Sam

Took us some time, started with a gram

And I still got some silent **** in the can

Chop it up, chop it up, chop it up, block it up, block it

You see the ice on my neck, try to touch it, I'ma pop you

Whoa, Givenchy my drip for today, I got more in the closet

Givenchy my shirt , Givenchy my shoes, I'm not a regular shopper

$1,000 Givenchy's, you can't kick it with me

I used to ride on a 10-speed, now I'm in a Bentley

I heard they out to get me, so I grip tight on this .50

Wild boy known to get busy, check out my drip, I'm spiffy