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Calboy – Givenchy Kickin Lyrics

Givenchy Kickin By Calboy

Givenchy Kickin Lyrics:
Thousand dollar Givenchys, you can’t kick it with me (Can’t kick it with me)
I used to ride on the ten speed, now I’m in a Bentley
(Now I’m in a Bentley)
I heard they out to get me, so I gotta turn on this fifty (Turn on this fifty)
Block boy known to get busy, check out my drip, it cost fifty

We got a whole lotta bullets, lil’ bro got the glizzy but I got the choppa in the trunk
50K up in my jeans, it look like my pockets just got a new case of the month
I need that fetti on fetti, these n—– be jealous, these n—– be b——, they punks
Hope you ready, I’m ready, I know ’bout some killers that carry machetes and pumps
Leave him like Nutty Professor, he clumped
I made a million, but still ain’t enough
I poured a four, a serving in my cup
These n—– be talking, boy, shut the f— up
Dripping like a b—-, get a n—- stuck up
I just hit another lick, yeah, a n—- lucked up
I was running off the drugs, got a n—- f—– up
We gon’ send a couple shots, n—– better buck up
Spit yo game, talk yo s—, boy
It’s real in the field, better grab your stick
Flow too cold, better grab your b—-
I’m too good with the words, when I shoot I don’t miss
All this smoke, I gotta light one
All these opps, I gotta strike one
Wanna tweak with the gang, you got the right one
Come down bad got blood on my ones
We used to play in them hallways, with the walkie talkies
Now it’s just hot babes when we here while we talking
Money ain’t in yo conversation, then n—- why we talkin’?
‘Cause I be getting money too often
F— a lil’ b—-, I’m balling

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Thousand dollar Givenchys, you can’t kick it with me (Can’t kick it with me)
I used to ride on the tenth speed, now I’m in a Bentley (Now I’m in a Bentley)
I heard they out to get me, so I gotta turn on this fifty (Turn on this fifty)
Block boy known to get busy, check out my drip, it cost fifty

[?] in the cut, yeah
I can’t talk about my opp, they dead
Rather talk about the guap, instead
Every n—- on my roster playing
New Amiri jeans, f— it, I’m a fiend
Now I even got the b—- a loft and all
I done seen n—– running up down, keep it real, then I watch them fall
I hit the gas, I don’t stop for laws
I went from racks to racks to [?]
I’m on they a–, cash involved, now my s— passed the wall
Ain’t ask s— for a minute as soon as I get it, I feel like I have to ball
Big team playa, pass the ball
They was hating on me, passed them all
I got some n—– who sitting in prison, I’m with them, I’m trying to get passed the wall
Thousand dollar shoes, wear them one time
We don’t f— with them, they ain’t our kind
VVS stones, I bet that I shine
I been on the road for this
Couple n—– dead and gone, I miss
I’ve been riding in the ghost for this

Thousand dollar Givenchys, you can’t kick it with me (Can’t kick it with me)
I used to ride on the tenth speed, now I’m in a Bentley (Now I’m in a Bentley)
I heard they out to get me, so I gotta turn on this fifty (Turn on this fifty)
Block boy known to get busy, check out my drip, it cost fifty

We are the youngest n—– coming up
Say you a shooter, n—- you a bluff
I swear the money giving me a rush
B—— see diamonds, now they wanna touch
AP is heavy b—-, sittin’ on my hand
Choosing a frenzy, I don’t give a damn
Too many Glocks for it to jam
Money and a burner, n—- leave a tan
I’ma just leave a n—- in the sand
Or I can get a head-up for a band
F— all that talking, now I got a plan
I’ma just move it until they understand
N—– 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 n—– in the can
Chop it up, chop it up, chop it up, block it up
You see the ice on my neck, try and touch on my pocket
Woah, Givenchy my drip for the day, I got more in the closet
Givenchy my shirt, Givenchy my shoes, I’m not a regular shopper

Thousand dollar Givenchys, you can’t kick it with me (Can’t kick it with me)
I used to ride on the tenth speed, now I’m in a Bentley (Now I’m in a Bentley)
I heard they out to get me, so I gotta turn on this fifty (Turn on this fifty)
Block boy known to get busy, check out my drip, it cost fifty

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