Liquor Kyle Richh

[Intro]
Grrah, grrah

[Chorus]
She-she a baddie, I gotta get on that, damn
She a thot, I can't kiss her (Smoochie)
My bitch a gun, I be fiendin' to click her (Like, damn)
Like she be geekin' and tweaked off the liquor
Wait, put the dick in that liver (Like, what?)
New opp, shit kick like a punt (Like, huh?)
OD'd off a pill, now he dead in my blunt
Man down, put that boy in a trunk
If I spot him, I turn him to Runtz
Oh my god, what happened to—
Big gun, I'ma oot it like Melo (Like, what?)
Like she Caribbean, shake it like Jell-O (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
He ain't drill with us, he cannot sit with us (Like, what?)
Opp pack got me feelin' ridiculous (Wocky)
Pour up the Tris, don't resist, tеll her fill it up (On bro)
Fuck a bitch, I can't chill with Amelia (Grrah, grrah, grrah)

[Verse]
Fishbowl, put a hole in thе V
Please do not lack, because shit could get serious (Grrah, grrah, boom)
He a runner, too fast like Furious (Grrah)
Glock with a beam, I'ma put him to sleep, damn (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
On-on court like a Piston
Quick draw, I got PTSD (Baow)
She let me hit it in different positions
Like, feel like thirty, I oot it from deep
Pop a 30, I can't go to sleep
Bitch, I'm bussin', might take off his muffin
How is you tough? You was runnin' and duckin'
This G23 get to markin' like Cousins (Grrah)
And I'm interlockin' with buzzin' (Like, damn)
But these bitches be keyin' my vibe (Like, huh?)
She wanna link 'cause she see that I'm hot
Like off the Dotty, my vision is fried (Dotty)
Fake love, I don't know who to trust, what?
These niggas fake, get away from me
How you here for me? You wasn't there for me (You wasn't there)
Told my mama, "I need you to pray for me"
Told my brother that music my therapy (Like what?)
I'ma be top-one charted
I'm a demon, I oot through the darkness
Fuck everybody, this life made me heartless (Grrah)