Kick Doe YBN Nahmir (Ft. OhGeesy)

[Intro: YBN Nahmir]
Ayy

[Verse 1: YBN Nahmir]
I'm in the field every day, what you talkin' 'bout?
Big Mac's, shots and Glock's off through my mama house
Pull up with a stick, you ain't go make it out
Pull up with a stick, ayy, ayy
Oh, that nigga acting tough, but it's a phase
Tryna touch my chain and Imma hit a nigga face
On God, let me trip, Imma find out where you stay
Put my nigga [?] told him ''Come through with a K''
You spent big racks and bills, we know that you broke
You spent ten racks and sacks, that on some clothes
I sit back and relax, reel up on my hoes
When we get them packs and we gotta put 'em on a road
Say what them 9 bullets doin' to this 45?
It ain't shit, 'cause this can take your whole life
Big, big banks and screamin' from that new pipe
Not with hugs and kisses, 'cause I move right
And I've been smokin' all the wood, givе me a pack
Leanin' off this Henny, I just hopе I won't collapse
Got the Cordae in the back, I told my brother ''Hand me that''
Big, big bank rolls, so I be fallin' over racks
If you move, it's guaranteed we blast
Bitch gon' top, she got a lotta ass
Know this shit get slimy, when you slide with out the mask
Imma go by any means, I was told to get the cash
Tell that lil' nigga ''Get back'', before we turn him to a Kit-Kat
Big bro trippin', he in a party with a big Mac
Fuck that trippin', if I can't find him, where his bitch at?
Vision real blurry in a party, but we kick doe