Kodak Black - Kylie Grande Lyrics

I want Kylie Jenner twerkin' to this
And I want Ariana twerkin' to this
I want Kylie Jenner twerkin' to this
And I want Ariana twerkin' to this
Every once in a while, we used to turn up, turn up, turn up
Thinkin' 'bout them times I used to turn up with you
Now fill 'em, we countin' lead, we burn up, burn up, burn up
We was just playin' 'round but now I'm stuck with you
On grandma, yeah, I booked the PJ, just me and my niggas
We used to fantasize this life when we was high off jiggas
Rollin' on wankies, you done told me that you love me about a million times
Thuggin', wylin', ain't civilizing
Chain gang with a crooked knife
Going through it, they ain't sympathize
Lord knows I was almost blind
Blowing smoke in your mama house
Overdosing on gun powder
Both of them was my role model
Hope Weezy could take me shopping
Wally bought me every Jordan that came out, that's on my baby Snipe
In the chain gang with a baby knife
Deuce deuce in my Timberland and a glove on
This ain't a thug son, this a love song
I was hittin' it raw with my gloves on and my ski mask still
Remember that night I was at your crib and I just came from a drill?
Makaya, baby, I miss you
Where would I be without my pistol?
It's gon' be hard to let go, my bae
Every now and then you used to cut up, cut up, cut up
But you crossed the line this time, I'm so done with you
You crossed the line this time, I'll never forgive you
And I just gotta let you go, my bae
Every now and then you used to cut up, but you ain't never take it this far
You feel the same way like me, ain't it?
I got the same rims on that I just repainted
Yeah, I put the Maybach on 40's if I could
You wouldn't ignore me if you would
I'm puttin' turkeys in the hood too much
From where I'm standing, I can see God smiling
I could of sworn I felt rain drops falling
I lost my license y'all, I smoke the whole ID
Hey Kylie Jenner, where you at? I'm going Scottie
Baby, where should I meet you?
Quebaja, I'll teach you, shawty
I can see the moon
Ayy, lil' shawty, I can't reach you, Yahweh
I can see the moon
I'm walking on the moon
Put the cup down and a blunt up
But once in a blue moon I turn up off it
I had to let you go, you had me so exhausted
Bought my grandma a mansion, she'd rather stay in a forest
My granny ducked off in the woods, you know what I'm tryna say
I come through beatin' 'round the bush
My snipers on then roof, they throwing money in the hood
You ain't never seen a vulture cry, you're looking at a wolf
I don't cry, love, I'm just barking at the moon
I ain't never been a dummy but I'll crash for real
I snucked in with a pound of runtz, vacuum sealed
I got the same juice that got Tupac killed
You know what it is
Still got Aja's face tatted in on my ribs, swallow mouth full of them pills
Bumpin' Juice WRLD in the crib, baby
I done spent half a milli' on the clique, my niggas'll kill me if I switch
That's why I still be in the bricks, ain't it?
I want Ariana in here booty shakin'
Baby, where should I meet you?
Baby, where should I meet you

I want Kylie Jenner twerkin' to this
And I want Ariana twerkin' to this
I want Kylie Jenner twerkin' to this
And I want Ariana twerkin' to this
Every once in a while, we used to turn up, turn up, turn up
Thinkin' 'bout them times I used to turn up with you
Now fill 'em, we countin' lead, we burn up, burn up, burn up
We was just playin' 'round but now I'm stuck with you
On grandma, yeah, I booked the PJ, just me and my niggas
We used to fantasize this life when we was high off jiggas
Rollin' on wankies, you done told me that you love me about a million times
Thuggin', wylin', ain't civilizing
Chain gang with a crooked knife
Going through it, they ain't sympathize
Lord knows I was almost blind
Blowing smoke in your mama house
Overdosing on gun powder
Both of them was my role model
Hope Weezy could take me shopping
Wally bought me every Jordan that came out, that's on my baby Snipe
In the chain gang with a baby knife
Deuce deuce in my Timberland and a glove on
This ain't a thug son, this a love song
I was hittin' it raw with my gloves on and my ski mask still
Remember that night I was at your crib and I just came from a drill?
Makaya, baby, I miss you
Where would I be without my pistol?
It's gon' be hard to let go, my bae
Every now and then you used to cut up, cut up, cut up
But you crossed the line this time, I'm so done with you
You crossed the line this time, I'll never forgive you
And I just gotta let you go, my bae
Every now and then you used to cut up, but you ain't never take it this far
You feel the same way like me, ain't it?
I got the same rims on that I just repainted
Yeah, I put the Maybach on 40's if I could
You wouldn't ignore me if you would
I'm puttin' turkeys in the hood too much
From where I'm standing, I can see God smiling
I could of sworn I felt rain drops falling
I lost my license y'all, I smoke the whole ID
Hey Kylie Jenner, where you at? I'm going Scottie
Baby, where should I meet you?
Quebaja, I'll teach you, shawty
I can see the moon
Ayy, lil' shawty, I can't reach you, Yahweh
I can see the moon
I'm walking on the moon
Put the cup down and a blunt up
But once in a blue moon I turn up off it
I had to let you go, you had me so exhausted
Bought my grandma a mansion, she'd rather stay in a forest
My granny ducked off in the woods, you know what I'm tryna say
I come through beatin' 'round the bush
My snipers on then roof, they throwing money in the hood
You ain't never seen a vulture cry, you're looking at a wolf
I don't cry, love, I'm just barking at the moon
I ain't never been a dummy but I'll crash for real
I snucked in with a pound of runtz, vacuum sealed
I got the same juice that got Tupac killed
You know what it is
Still got Aja's face tatted in on my ribs, swallow mouth full of them pills
Bumpin' Juice WRLD in the crib, baby
I done spent half a milli' on the clique, my niggas'll kill me if I switch
That's why I still be in the bricks, ain't it?
I want Ariana in here booty shakin'
Baby, where should I meet you?
Baby, where should I meet you