Make A Movie Kay Flock (Ft. Fivio Foreign)

[Intro: Fivio Foreign & Kay Flock]
(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

[Chorus: Kay Flock & Fivio Foreign]
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)

[Verse 1: Kay Flock]
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)